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My self -righteous hippie story:
When I was younger, I used to hang with a lot of Deadheads, though I've always been more into Indie rock and Punk. (Deadheads had the best weed.) Anyhoo, I used to love to poke fun of the glaring holes in many of their ideologies. For example, I had one friend who was a vegetarian for what he claimed were animal rights reasons. I have no problem with vegetarians but I couldn't help but notice his leather Birkenstocks. Upon pointing out that an animal did indeed have to die for his shoes, his excuse became "Well, the animal had to die anyway, blah, blah, blah." Bear in mind, he was sanctimonious and condenscending as hell towards us carnivores. At that point, I realized his "fashion" sense was more imporatant to him than others sustenance. Wanker.
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