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This is my first post here, so I'm a little shy, but something has been really weighing on my mind, so I'll give it a go
A week ago I had dinner with my family at a steakhouse to celebrate getting into Cornell, and when my meal arrived my brother jokingly stole my plate away and said, "Hey, now that you're going to become a vet you'll have to go vegan." When I asked him why, he laughed, "Doctors don't eat their patients."
It was just a joke, but those words have been gnawing at me ever since. Like many others, my dream to become a vet is founded in a love for animals, and a desire to stop their suffering and better their lives. Why, when I want to devote my life to helping animals, am I contributing to the horrific factory farming system, which many of us know firsthand is nothing short of animal concentration camps? Why, after falling in love with chickens when volunteering at an animal sanctuary, am I buying commercial eggs from chickens that live in atrocious conditions, wasting away in living spaces smaller than my iPad, while the unwanted male chicks at the hatchery are ground up alive? Why do I pour milk on my cereal every morning despite knowing the hell that dairy cows go through? Why am I supporting the abuse of billions of US animals by eating factory farm meat, when I am so passionate about helping animals?
I feel like such a hypocrite, and am so disgusted with myself. What is killing me the most is the mere fact that I never even questioned any of this before. When I saw abused animals brought into clinics, I felt so angry. "How could anyone ever do this to an animal? How could anyone be so cruel, so inhumane" I always asked myself, and yet hours later would stick a McDonald's burger in my mouth for lunch. I guess food culture is like any other part of culture: so ingrained into our daily lives from birth that we never stop to question why, we just do it subconsciously, like breathing. I always thought that it's natural for those higher on the food chain to eat and use those lower on it, that it was the way of the universe, and never stopped to think how by viewing pigs, cows, and chickens as products on a supply line, without feelings or emotions, we've developed an industry of extreme cruelty and exploitation.
I know everyone goes into veterinary medicine for different reasons, and some are interested in the science rather than having any emotional attachment towards animals, but I feel the majority of us are here because of a deep love for animals, and I can't be the only one that's had these thoughts. What does everyone think? How can we devote our lives to saving the lives of animals, and easing their suffering, if with every bite we are contributing to the inhumane suffering and slaughter of billions of animals annually? The general public is so far removed from any animal other than companion ones in their daily lives that it's easy for them to view cows, pigs, and poultry as mindless objects with no personality, emotions, or capacity for suffering, but as aspiring veterinarians how can we be so detached? After hundreds of hours with animals, learning how complex their personalities are, how they feel pain and suffer, how can we so easily turn a blind eye?
Ahhhhhh, maybe I should've just gone into human medicine like my mom wanted, and I would have never had this issue, lol. Doctors don't have to worry about the ethics of eating their patients
A week ago I had dinner with my family at a steakhouse to celebrate getting into Cornell, and when my meal arrived my brother jokingly stole my plate away and said, "Hey, now that you're going to become a vet you'll have to go vegan." When I asked him why, he laughed, "Doctors don't eat their patients."
It was just a joke, but those words have been gnawing at me ever since. Like many others, my dream to become a vet is founded in a love for animals, and a desire to stop their suffering and better their lives. Why, when I want to devote my life to helping animals, am I contributing to the horrific factory farming system, which many of us know firsthand is nothing short of animal concentration camps? Why, after falling in love with chickens when volunteering at an animal sanctuary, am I buying commercial eggs from chickens that live in atrocious conditions, wasting away in living spaces smaller than my iPad, while the unwanted male chicks at the hatchery are ground up alive? Why do I pour milk on my cereal every morning despite knowing the hell that dairy cows go through? Why am I supporting the abuse of billions of US animals by eating factory farm meat, when I am so passionate about helping animals?
I feel like such a hypocrite, and am so disgusted with myself. What is killing me the most is the mere fact that I never even questioned any of this before. When I saw abused animals brought into clinics, I felt so angry. "How could anyone ever do this to an animal? How could anyone be so cruel, so inhumane" I always asked myself, and yet hours later would stick a McDonald's burger in my mouth for lunch. I guess food culture is like any other part of culture: so ingrained into our daily lives from birth that we never stop to question why, we just do it subconsciously, like breathing. I always thought that it's natural for those higher on the food chain to eat and use those lower on it, that it was the way of the universe, and never stopped to think how by viewing pigs, cows, and chickens as products on a supply line, without feelings or emotions, we've developed an industry of extreme cruelty and exploitation.
I know everyone goes into veterinary medicine for different reasons, and some are interested in the science rather than having any emotional attachment towards animals, but I feel the majority of us are here because of a deep love for animals, and I can't be the only one that's had these thoughts. What does everyone think? How can we devote our lives to saving the lives of animals, and easing their suffering, if with every bite we are contributing to the inhumane suffering and slaughter of billions of animals annually? The general public is so far removed from any animal other than companion ones in their daily lives that it's easy for them to view cows, pigs, and poultry as mindless objects with no personality, emotions, or capacity for suffering, but as aspiring veterinarians how can we be so detached? After hundreds of hours with animals, learning how complex their personalities are, how they feel pain and suffer, how can we so easily turn a blind eye?
Ahhhhhh, maybe I should've just gone into human medicine like my mom wanted, and I would have never had this issue, lol. Doctors don't have to worry about the ethics of eating their patients