A POST MODERN TRAGEDY

Truly this world we live in has gone completely, utterly and devastatingly mad. 

What is worst is that some Christians I know actually buy into this philosophy as well:

"From the same people who declared that milk was a symbol of white supremacy comes this blisteringly-hot take: cheese is the most sexist food there is, cows are regularly raped on farms, and the act of eating cheese is failing to combat sexism.

"Contrary to popular belief*," explains PETA, cows only produce milk when they're pregnant or have just given birth. In order to keep producing milk, PETA describes how cows are "raped" to become pregnant again and again and how their calves are treated immediately after birth."

Can food really be sexist? Yes, when it’s the product of imprisonment, rape, reproductive control, kidnapping, and abuse.
Contrary to popular belief, female cows produce milk only when they’re pregnant or nursing. They make milk for the same reason that human women do: to feed their babies. Cows who are imprisoned on dairy farms are forcibly impregnated through artificial insemination again and again on rape racks. Rape racks. All for your milk, cheese, and yogurt. [PETA] 

[Article by Christine Rouselle]

Talk about trivialising rape and demeaning the women who are survivors of such inhumanity.

Actually the whole affair brings to mind something I read by C S Lewis (which indicates just how prophetic Lewis was):

In A Pilgrim’s Regress, C.S. Lewis wrote about a man who ordered milk and eggs from a waiter in a restaurant. After tasting the milk he commented to the waiter that it was delicious. The waiter replied, “Milk is only the secretion of a cow, just like urine and feces.” After eating the eggs he commented on the tastiness of the eggs. Again the waiter responded that eggs are only a by-product of a chicken. After thinking about the waiter’s comment for a moment the man responded, “You lie. You don’t know the difference between what nature has meant for nourishment, and what it meant for garbage.”

However, it follows that if one entertains the fiction that there is no creator and everything we see around us is an 'accident' and the by-products of chance; then it is indeed possible to reason that there is no difference between what nature's God intended for waste and what He intended for nourishment.

And that is ineffably sad!