Reply #15: Several reasons, but the primary one is that

[Bertha Venation]

I can't stand the suffering of animals and I'm ashamed that I contribute to it.

I mentioned dreams upthread. These were the dreams:

1. Happy-looking, -sounding chickens roosting on a huge thing -- like a super-long telephone pole with rods sticking out of either side. The chickens roosted on those rods. Scores of chickens, roosting, they're happy, sitting there having a hen party, but they don't know that they're descending. There's a crane above and it's dipping them live into a huge vat of boiling oil.

2. Giant chickens with their beaks brutally hacked off, chasing me with these bloody beakless mouths.

3. The scene is a restaurant. Diners on the patio enjoy the company of tame, friendly doves perched on small stands at the tables' edges. Also on the tables are small hibachis, which is where the doves go, live, when a diner is ready for another bite or two.

These dreams are extreme extensions of the emotions I feel when awake, emotions that I can't control. They drive me to wanting to do all in my power, in whatever tiny ways, to stop animal suffering.