Barging into a restaurant may not be the best way to spread the message, but that's not really the fucking point.

people love talking to me

...nah you're good. Pointing how incredibly blind to their own privilege most of the nutty animal rightsers out there are is pretty much par for the course.

Who is going to speak for the plants? I've seen plants slaughtered en masse or left to die excruciating and painful deaths in windowsills. Every living thing has an equal right to life as human beings and deserves a movement. Otherwise you're a Kingdomist, recognizing the rights of some kingdoms of life and not…

Domesticated animals largely are raised for consumption, not slaughter. Similarly, the mice and rats some of my fellow scientists use in their work are raised to be experimental samples, not to be killed. That they must be euthanized does not make their death the purpose of their lives. Regardless, your specific…

Hey now, creationists, astrologers, 9/11 truthers, and paranormal investigators are people too!!!

You don't have a snuggly chicken? You're missing out ;) (was going to link to *that* scene in Pink Flamingos, but thought better of it). But seriously, I have had my own hens and worked on farms, and believe me, bettr to eat the animals you know then those you don't. When my girls stopped laying enough to make it…

I do appreciate the relationship the ancestral Native Americans had with animals

Additionally, people love talking to me at parties because I'm funny and I'm a good storyteller

how about you eat some coq au vin

But, it's his blog. Literally. He is the only one who runs it and writes on it. I am pretty sure that gives him a place on it.

You should write a book on the nature of crazy. Wait you just did.

I just want to hug it, after which I will get my throat ripped out.

It's okay when a thing someone believes in is painfully stupid.

7/10. Somewhat loopy to call it "hate-filled," but not nearly entertainingly crazy enough. Try again.

I held a baby chicken and looked into its beady little eyes once. It shit on my hand. The chicken nachos I ate later were deliciously guilt-free.

It's not food, it's violence!

Why do animal activists only protest humans? You never see them picketing, say, a pack of wolves. Damned speciesist wolves. Go ruin their lunch!