Ethics and Employment
Deep within my heart I can feel a poison begin to grip my mind. Vegetarianism has defined me in the way an unwaivering faith defines a theist; and so I am privy to both its ethic and regulation. The poison I speak of is a conflict in which in order to survive and grow as an individual I must retain my employment at olive garden. To achieve, to merely float with my head above the deep blue sea of our society, I find myself serving a corpse on a plate. I am part of the system which I so vehemently despise; I am the lowest cog, the distributer. It is becoming harder and harder to justify my behavior.
