All around the world there are millions and millions of vegetarians and animal activists. Seperated, we are fragmented and the extent of our influence is our singular consumptive power. Sure this is the first integral step in making a difference for what you do as an individual sets an example, but together, united and focused on the same cause and chipping in a little bit of effort we could be literally moving mountains.
Contributing $50 is going to put in a few trees. Contributing $200 is going to save a cows life. Contributing $,1000 is going to grow a garden. Contributing $20,000 is going to build an eco hut for future people to come and see the great work we have done. Contributing $100,000 is going to make you a god to the cows.
Have you heard a vegetarian friend say they wish they could do more?
Have you heard yourself or your vegetarian friends or your animal rights activists say they feel there's not enough going on to help the animals?
How many times have you sat in a starbucks or cafe purchased a coffee while feeding your money to the news moguls wondering why the world is going sideways?
Imagine if everytime this happened you put a dollar or five dollars aside for the Save the Cows initiative. Add up the millions and millions of people around the world doing this right now and we could virtually be buying back slaughter farms with degraded land every single day. For all we know, we could have bought up all the land in Australia by now.
But we don't know, because we are mostly divided and split up as little cells across the globe. We think a dollar is worth nothing, so we mindlessly spent that times 100 on efforts and products that bring no long lasting satisfaction. The new iPod... woopy doo. A new computer with an extra .3ghz of CPU. Wow... how fulfilling. Is it really all that enjoyable when you have friends of the earth having their throats sliced? Or is all these gadgets and gismos and fake holidays to fake places a way to keep you from actually living a purposeful life where you leave a legacy and truly change the world? Yes, this is a great challenge, but together we can do something so paramount that doesn't just help us pass the time on a bus trip... but gives us stories to share with our children for generations to come.
Son, when I was just becoming an adult the world was a very wicked place. You wouldn't know it now, but back in my day there was a large portion of humanity called the McMeaties who would sit down to dinner and carve into the flesh of other beings.
"You mean like Sally, dad?" the child asks.
Yes son, like sally our bovine housemate who shares the property with us. Back in the day, Sally would have either wound up chained to a computer getting the milk she worked hard to save up for her children sucked out of her while her child was sent off to fine restaurants served up as what they called Veal, or eventually as a sick and tired lady deep fried in boiling oil as a cheap burger.
Son doesn't understand and water fills his eyes.
"How could they do that??" he asks in disbelief. "THAT is horrible!!!"
Thats what we thought as well son. So we did something about it. We didn't do what generations and generations of people did before us and stand by and watch the world get taken over by the McMeaties... we put our hearts and minds together and created a collaborative effort to wipe them out using simply by buying back the land the McMeaties ruled.
The McMeaties laughed at us at first as we rallied our pennies together. They believed it would be impossible for us to do anything, but after we bought back the first prison camp all these heads turned around the world and it opened peoples minds to the possibility of what collective can do. Before long, we were no longer scraping for pennies, but world leaders and celebrities started to chip in. Instead of taking 6 months to buy a block of land, we were buying 6 blocks of land per week and within just 6 years, we had together created such a momentum and hype in the media that it became outlawed to eat Sally's anymore!
Son jumps up on the table. Still with tears in his eyes, he is happy and hugs his dad for being courageous and being able to make the sacrifices that created the new world of today.
"I love you Dad. You are my hero."
I know son. I know.
And they lived happily ever after in a peaceful harmony with the earth and its creatures.