Hey speciesist, put down the moist brisket sandwich and listen up. That omelette that you ate for breakfast was not “food.” It was violence! And you’re a dirty rotten speciesist unless you agree now and stop eating anything that extremist vegans don’t approve of.
You speciesist!
Yeah, “speciesist.” Apparently some people are trying to make that a thing now.
Speciesism might not become a thing, but “Her name is Snow!” might become a meme. Because it’s hilarious.
The woman at the center of attention — surely that’s not on her mind at all here — calls herself Kelly Atlas. You may see her or her fellow (sorry, I guess that’s a sexist word now) #DisruptSpeciesism activists at a steakhouse, rib joint, sandwich, fish, chicken, pizza, burger, or other joint that serves up tasty animals near you.
If you see them, be polite because they’re clearly more than a little bit emotional, don’t look them directly in the eye if you can help it, and order up another helping.
Mmmmm…brisket.
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