The Face of the Brussel Sprout

But before we cede the entire moral penthouse to “committed vegetarians” and “strong ethical vegans,” we might consider that plants no more aspire to being stir-fried in a wok than a hog aspires to being peppercorn-studded in my Christmas clay pot. This is not meant as a trite argument or a chuckled aside. Plants are lively and seek to keep it that way.

Just because we humans can’t hear them doesn’t mean plants don’t howl.

You know, why don't you just kill yourself now. Because evidently the intelligensia that read the New York Times are simply going to starve yourselves to death. And that is not necessarily a bad thing.