“If any vegans came over for dinner, I could whip them up a salad, then explain my philosophy on being a carnivore: If God had not intended for us to eat animals, how come He made them out of meat? I love meat. I eat pork chops, thick bacon burgers, and the seared fatty edges of a medium-well-done steak. But I especially love moose and caribou. I always remind people from outside our state that there’s plenty of room for all Alaska’s animals—right next to the mashed potatoes.”
says Sarah Palin in Going
You betcha. Also.
Seriously. How many assumptions can one count in that single paragraph?
1. There’s a God.
2. It’s a “He”.
3. That God gives a damn about what Moose-o-lini loves.
4. A vegan would willingly go to her house for dinner.
5. Vegans don’t expect anything more than salad when they accept a dinner invite.
6. What a privilege it would be to be treated to that bonus God lecture.
Now, that leaves me wondering:
If God didn’t want me to infer that being a carnivore impedes brain function, why did He create Sarah Palin?
P.S.: Thanks for all your concern and enquiries about my hand surgery. I had a thorn in there two months ago that punctured and infected a vein and led to a blood clot. I got it attended to yesterday and should be back to 100% normal in a week. Thanks again for asking.