I’ve reached a consensus with most of my post-vegan friends: we’ve got some vegan envy. I think that maybe why I kept returning to hardline veganism (and that I got to do text-play on vegansofcolor).
But like most of everything I do, veganism ran its course. I can no longer throw myself behind absolutist ideologies. Though I’m jealous of people who still get to call themselves vegan. Because everyone laughs at me when I say I’m a non-practicing vegan…like I can suddenly stop being culturally vegan, because really, people are. I’m still obsessed with animal liberation, critical animal studies and animal free foodcraft, I just have a thirst/hunger for blood and flesh and other bodily secretions and pieces.
So, I’m just going to write here from now on, about things I would have veganed so hard on in the past. You know the intersections of food and animals with culture and politics and economics (and all that other shit). Welcome. I hope I update often.