What's the connection between the following people? Annie Lennox. Morrissey. Billy Idol. Boy George. Chrissie Hynde. Damon Albarn. Des'Ree. Eddie Vedder. Lenny Kravitz. Peter Gabriel.
No, it's not the fact that they're all pompous arseholes whose glory days are long gone. They are all vegetarians. (I got these names from here which is a list of famous vegetablists. Although historical flesh avoiders Einstein, Newton, Epicurus and Franklin are on there, the most famous vegetarian of all time-Adolf Hitler-is missing. I'm beginning to think they might be a little choosy as to who they let on the list.)
I'm not against vegetarianism for the most part. It's just not for me. I've been co-habiting with a herbivore for nearly fourteen years, and my kids are veggies as well, so I've tried a lot of the alternatives. I don't mind soya mince or quorn, but tofu tastes like wax-coated dog cum (don't ask me how I know what that tastes like-what a night that was!). I've tried them but they're not a decent substitute for bacon at all. You won't convince me at all. I understand people's reasons for doing it, but I love meat too much.
I'm posting on this subject because last night I went to a vegetarian curry house. It was full of the people I expect to see at these places. Old hippies. Men and women with beards. (Famous comics beardie and hero of mine Alan Moore is also a veggie) sandal wearers, those people with ridiculous Lapp reindeer herder-type wooly hats,and Ill-looking young couples who are probably only in there because they were born too late to go on CND marches. Vegetarianism needs to get trendy if it's going to convert people. For every Joaquin Phoenix making it cool you've got a Carla Lane bringing it down again.
It was a buffet affair which meant you can have as much sick as you like. It was for the most part, fairly bland, and how I missed my Northern Indian garlic chilli chicken. A curry without meat is like a day without sunshine! There were lots of pictures of Jamie Oliver in there shaking hands with the staff, which put me off even more. If rubber lips likes it, I won't. The after-effects today were startling, with my stomach being bloated up with gas which has been seeping out in cabbagey bursts every five minutes or so. So further proof to myself, should I need it, that I'm definitely a carnivore.