#borderless society

Oh I’m Caucasian. But I’ve read accounts of what cultural adjustments Asian people have to make when coming to the states. Oddly, the most recent book was about introversion, and how some cultures are more introverted than others. American is *extremely extroverted, and the Chinese student was baffled at the expectations. I picture a lot of introverts would agree with and identify with what he was reporting and the pressures he felt.  (notice I used the word ‘our’ not ‘their’ factory farms. That could mean that an Asian person was raised in the states, sure, I guess, unlike that foreign college student, but when I say ‘our’ I mean I am reluctantly using the arbitrary border enforcement that is used to distinguish who deserves dignity, and put on my birth certificate without my consent.) 

(Of course, names are also given to us without our consent, technically.)

(as the old saying goes, I am a citizen of the world, and my religion is to do good.)

@bewarethebitchbites

But anyway, since we’re on the topic, why don’t I finish up the poem. 

While Coronavirus multiplies

And spreads like Australian or Californian flames

It also stokes the fires

Of racism 

A poor peasant opposed on the globe,

buying a bat bushmeat breakfast

has more right to eat whatever he can get

than you who could eat plant-based but ignore it. 

Racism is 

‘ew why eat a bat’

While you chew on a chicken’s carcass

Whose feathers had probably fallen out from stress

Long before it was ever put on a truck

In the heat and never given water

Or out in the cold for three days

Just like pigs in the muck

Who would prefer a nice kiddie pool in the shade

Just like you do. 

Starved for that long too, 

So it wouldn’t be messy

When the machines did their deed

And YES for so-called ‘ethical’ local food

Large animals have to go through

the same horror-show slaughterhouses

As every other one.

Also look up the conditions

Of ‘local’ abattoirs

In New York,

Then keep telling me

The expensive meat

That the ‘gross poor’

Can’t afford

Is ‘more ethical.’

Adding ‘classism’ and ‘elitism’

To the list now, are we?

Racism is

Having no concept of how other people live

Racism is

Not realizing your privilege 

Racism is

Begrudging other people their survival

Racism is

Thinking you’re above all that, like a phony Bible Revival

Racism is

Never having been on a mission trip

Racism is

Pinning your woes on a slanted eyelid, or short lip

Racism is 

Oh, ‘how horrible, a wild animal dies’ free

While you eat an animal who’s one step away from disease

Do you really think this mechanized, confined

drawn out suffering 

is what any god, of any religion

Intended? 

I’d really like to know. 

But especially the one

Who in the OT gave voice to a mule

Who was suffering under his master cruel.

Never mind it says in black and white

In Genesis

That Eden

Was vegan.

Chapter 1, Verse Twenty-Nine

So congratulations.

You’ve won the Triple Crown Prize.

You’re not only racist

Not only classist

You’re not only a theological exclusionist

You’re also ignorant of your own religion’s teachings.

Eating animals wasn’t introduced, mentioned

‘Till 400 to 1500 years later, Chapter Nine. Racism is

‘Oh how barbaric, the Chinese eat dogs?’

While you’re chowing down on hogs

That could beat your ‘widdle baby’ in raw smarts

While you shop, braindead, with your grocery carts.

Long means Dragon

In Chinese tongue  And so does Lung I really wish they were real So they could incinerate you, you bum.

Until you eat a vegan or vegetarian diet

And not just that, 

make sure it’s free from child labor when you buy it

Or abuses,

like cashews,

You have zero

-no, negative twelve-

Room to talk