Saturday, July 18, 2009


Above: A Buddhist vegetarian meal in Seoul.

I'm not sure if I've ever blogged about this issue, but after yesterday's lunch, I feel compelled to do so. Read on, or don't - it's entirely up to you.

Being in Korea, where it would seem that most people are not vegetarian, you can sometimes see some strange shit on your plate. It is true that dog, as in "Fido" is a delicacy here, though it is extremely rare and attitudes about that are slowly shifting. That is perhaps a subject for another time, but I can't let its mention pass without a couple of comments to put things in perspective. It seems like a good place to begin...

1) Should dogs be consumed as food (and I already mentioned that it is rare), they are often slowly beaten or set on fire before death. Why? Because it is believed that the increased adrenal function caused by that level of panic and fear infuses the meat with more hormone making the eventual stuff that ends up on your plate, a real "pick-me-up" for men. Yes, that's right, dog meat is believed to increase male stamina.

2) While the idea that people torturing dogs before eating them is repugnant to most people outside of Korea, China, Vietnam, and other places where this occurs, it is repugnant to a great many Koreans as well. The western idea of dog as man's best friend has translated well here of late, though something certainly has been lost in the translation. "Accessory dogs" (dogs of the Paris Hilton variety) are common here, and with good reason - most people in Korea are apartment dwellers, and due to space concerns, smaller dogs are really the only humane option. Too bad that the greater majority of these little beasts become subject to the fashion trends of Korea as well. It is not at all uncommon to see dogs wearing knee-high boots, tutus, and ribbons to match their dyed-pink hair.

3) Which leads me to my next point - honesty. It's interesting to note that the notion of "not eating dog" as opposed to eating other animals common to Western cuisine, such as cows, chickens, and pigs, is a relatively new thing. I'm not going out on a limb in suggesting that the "taming" of these animals, the welcoming them into their homes as pets, sets those breeds apart. It's the way it is for us back home too, right? Essentially, what ends-up on your plate is muscle, vein, fat and all the other things that exist in a formerly living creature, but it's somehow more off-putting for us to consider the reality of a chowing-down on a cute little buddy who really just wants to curl up at our feet.

4) Generally speaking though, Koreans are simply more honest about their meat-eating than most Westerners are. While back home, pictures of meat on a menu or restaurant ad or sign show the fully-cooked and garnished result, here, you more often see the still-bloody pieces of corpse still waiting to be browned by flame. I was once in a taxi, stopped at a red light, when a meat truck pulled-up beside me. On its side was a truck-length mural/banner of a suckling pig on a spit, appearing to be about half-way cooked. Perhaps it's just the translation, but maybe it's more than that: while back home, we prefer to Christen our food with its meat name, forsaking the animal name we also gave it, Koreans do NOT pretend to make meat something it is not. They don't pretty it up - here, the blood is almost a selling feature - and why not? That's the reality. It may seem easier to say that I'm going to eat "beef" as opposed to I'm going to eat a "cow" - chicken, I suppose being the rare exception. I wonder how many people would actually mow-down on "bull testicles" if they weren't called "Prairie Oysters." Here, it has been explained to me that it's comparatively cheaper to "eat a pig", while it's much more expensive to "eat a cow." I've never really thought of it in those terms before. Somehow, this seems at least a little more honest. So, it is with curiosity that I read about protests against the selling of dog meat in Seoul. Save the dogs because they are cute, they love their owners, and we can dress them in frilly lace. It seems incongruous with its surroundings to say the least.

5) Which brings me to our Western opinion of such things. Yes, in my hometown, "The Heart of the New West", our confederate bumper sticker exists in the form of an "I love Alberta Beef" slogan. I know it's to support a centuries-old system upon which our city was largely founded, but then again, Atlanta survived the end of slavery, didn't it? Strange comparison? To some, but to me it's apt in that at its core, it's an argument about choices we make - choices made by those in a position of privilege. Forget for a minute if you can about humans versus animals and the moral weight of what suffering means to you, me or whatever go you believe in, and just consider what you truly believe is necessary... NECESSARY. If you can explore that concept far enough, I believe that we can eventually all arrive at, if not the same place, then at least at places that are shouting distance from each other.

In Canada, we feel oddly safe judging something like the torturing to death of dogs for food. But you don't have to look too far to see how our high horse really has no legs to stand on. If fact, all you need to do is look here. If you clicked on the link and didn't bother watching the video, perhaps you're not quite ready to engage in this conversation. I would suspect that most Westerners are not.

But this entry is already getting to be too long, so let me approach an ending this way...

I have never outwardly condemned someone for eating meat, be it dog, spider, cow, or horse. I have, however, been not only questioned, but also ridiculed for my choice to avoid eating meat. I use the word "avoid" because my convictions are not as strong as I would like them to be. Living in a foreign country such as Korea, avoiding seafood, and remaining healthy is a challenge as others can attest to.

While I do not condemn my friends, co-workers, and others for their choices, it's at times near impossible for me to avoid feeling judgmental, and for them for feel judgmental towards me in return. On a nearly daily basis at work, I am asked why I'm not partaking of the pork cutlets at the school cafeteria. By now, I should think that everyone knows that I don't eat meat, but if I need to remind them, they simply stare in disbelief. NOT eating meat is such a foreign concept to most people here. In the end, it's what you've known.

Though through this long and rambling post, I may have managed to eek out a few reasons as to why I strive to be a complete vegetarian, it's difficult for me to properly explain in a complete and tangible way why I make this choice. I can best do it through anecdote, so here goes...

From Wikipedia:

"Octopuses are highly intelligent, likely more so than any other order of invertebrates. The exact extent of their intelligence and learning capability is much debated among biologists, but maze and problem-solving experiments have shown that they do have both short and long-term memory. Their short lifespans limit the amount they can ultimately learn. There has been much speculation to the effect that almost all octopus behaviors are independently learned rather than instinct-based, although this remains largely unproven. They learn almost no behaviors from their parents, with whom young octopuses have very little contact.

An octopus has a highly complex nervous system, only part of which is localized in its brain. Two-thirds of an octopus's neurons are found in the nerve cords of its arms, which have a remarkable amount of autonomy. Octopus arms show a wide variety of complex reflex actions arising on at least three different levels of the nervous system. Some octopuses, such as the Mimic Octopus, will move their arms in ways that emulate the movements of other sea creatures.

In laboratory experiments, octopuses can be readily trained to distinguish between different shapes and patterns. They have been reported to practice observational learning, although the validity of these findings is widely contested on a number of grounds. Octopuses have also been observed in what some have described as play: repeatedly releasing bottles or toys into a circular current in their aquariums and then catching them. Octopuses often break out of their aquariums and sometimes into others in search of food. They have even boarded fishing boats and opened holds to eat crabs.

In some countries, octopuses are on the list of experimental animals on which surgery may not be performed without anesthesia. In the UK, cephalopods such as octopuses are regarded as honorary vertebrates under the Animals (Scientific Procedures) Act 1986 and other cruelty to animals legislation, extending to them protections not normally afforded to invertebrates."

Eating "live octopus" is a famous delicacy here in Korea as well. It is generally prepared by having the animal's head hooked or viced, it's legs stretched out and them chopped into 1-2 inch pieces. The still-moving pieces of arm are put on a plate the the effect is like a still-boiling plate of pasta. "Brave" diners then take a piece in their chopsticks, dip it in a sauce, and chew the hell out of the squirming piece of animal so that it doesn't grab a-hold of their throat on the way down. I would imagine that most first-timers giggle about how unique the experience is for them.

Yesterday, ending a couple of days away with my co-teachers, we stopped a famous seafood restaurant for lunch. Small octopus were taken from the aquarium and placed into a pot of boiling oil in the middle of our tables. They all clung to the hand of the waitress before they were peeled-away and dropped into the pot. Their bodies instantly bloated and turned red, though they squirmed in the pot for a good minute before eventually slowing to a stop. My co-workers held them down with a ladle so that they wouldn't escape.

Before I make a final comment, lest anyone thinks that my comment on this is a broad strike condemnation of Koreans, let me balance this by saying that I love my co-workers, and find many of them to be among the kindest and most welcoming people I've come across. As kind as welcoming as my Canadian friends who prepared a lobster dinner on Prince Edward Island a few years back, lowering live lobsters into a pot of boiling water.

The only protest I could offer-up yesterday was "Why?" As in why is it necessary to kill the animal in this way? The honest response was "This way, the meat is more tender." I suppose an Albertan veal farmer would answer the same way if asked why he raises his weakened young cows in a small crate. Remember that cows are revered and deemed sacred in India. What does that say about us?

As I write this, I realize it may seem to anyone who doesn't really know me well, that I am outwardly argumentative about not eating meat. The truth is, I'm not. Here especially, I place the importance of my relationship with my co-workers, mutual cultural respect and all that jazz, above that of my own meat-eating convictions. Right or wrong, that's the choice I make. I never confront, I only respond when asked. It's interesting to me when people get confrontational about it. I find it curious that someone can find my choice to NOT eat meat such an offensive thing. As though they, themselves were personally affronted by my choice. People are fascinating animals.

But anyway, the meat is more tender, the dog meat makes me think I have a stronger penis, and blah, blah, blah... Even if one out of two is correct, the simplest argument I can make is this: is it necessary? And if the answer is, "No, but it's my right as a human being." My response would be to say that human beings haven't impressed me much in the last little while and that I'm not sure what rights involving the destruction of other living things we should really be claiming. If you quote the "good word" and tell me that "God blessed them, and God said unto them, Be fruitful, and multiply, and replenish the earth, and subdue it: and have dominion over the fish of the sea, and over the fowl of the air, and over every living thing that moveth upon the earth," then I will again paraphrase Bill Maher and say that you may believe that your God may have given you dominion over the earth, but I'm pretty sure he didn't say "taketh the earth, and beateth the shit out of it."

If it's all relative, I'll remain comfortable in my decision to not boil an animal alive so that I may enjoy it's more tender meat. Maybe I'm just not that much of a connoisseur of fine cuisine, but I don't think I'm missing out on much. Ultimately, I lack the pride necessary to assume my humanity gives me the right to do what amounts to torturing for the sake of taste.

I forget who originally said it, but it's worth repeating here: "A victory over a defenseless animal is an empty one." But try telling that to the heroes who light dogs on fire because they feel it gives them a bigger penis. No, sir... that's what driving a Ferrari is for.


Black Bat Inc. said...

Great perspective Dave! I love hearing about food/culture of other countries, and since it's unlikely I will be heading to another country any time soon, I live through you.

Alexis Hutchison said...

Dave, this is (as always) so well written and such a wonderful effort at remaining open-minded. You are influential to me in a few ways today. The research you posted on the behaviours and personalities of octopi (pl??) combined with how they prepare live octopus for eating made me cry. I want to talk to you more about all this without you trying to remain neutral .. you'll get very few arguments from me.

TechnoMonkeyX said...

Excellent post Dave, few people tackle such difficult topics with such tact AND feeling. Have you ever considered being a journalist?

Personally, I completely agree with your post (believe it or not). I guess the truth of the matter is that my own personal convictions are weak and its easy to imagine that because naturally raised meat and meat products exists, and that because on the occasion, when you can, you purchase it, that the meat in your burger has been raised just the same.

It also occurs to me that a common argument you might here fro me, or somebody like me, that eating live octopus is part of an experience. That until i've experienced it, I can not own that experience and the right to comment is perhaps somewhat reduced. The reality of this is that it is more likely simply an excuse to disregard the obvious cruelty of the situation at hand.

Having said all of that, and having watched the video on the goveg website, it concerns me that their argument (not your own) is, in my opinion, somewhat off the mark. Sure, we can agree to cruelty of the mechanised methods of farming and the unnecessary evils committed there. But isn't the solution a lot deeper than simply 'go vegetarian'? Reforms within the meet industries and consumer awareness could quickly lead to increases in natural farming and the elimination of unnecessary cruelty.

I like eating meat and do eat less of it than most westerns. (At least this was the case back home, in Korean as you mentioned, it is more difficult.) But perhaps I should reach for the tofu a little more often, and maybe one serving of san-nakji was enough. And I tell you what, I might even find out the Korean for 'natural farmed' and 'free range' - that's a start right?

George Bailey Sees The World! said...

Hey, guys - thanks for reading and thanks for the comments.

Andrew, being the only one I know who's partaken in the live octopus experience, I can appreciate your take on things.

I do agree that you can speak from a position of experience. I sometimes don't know whether I should be disappointed in or proud of myself for holding on to my choice to not eat meat here. In the restaurant yesterday, I felt conspicuous as hell when the waitress, seeing that I was the only foreigner, came by and pulled a tentacle from the pot, seasoned it for me, out it on a spoon and nearly put it in my mouth.

Had I had the language skills required, I would have been able to tell her that my choice wasn't being made in the name of not wanting to eat "that weird stuff", but for other reasons. Of course, to here I'm guessing that even those reasons would seem strange.

I guess in such a situation you have to weigh what means more - disappointing the waitress and likely some of my co-workers who don't know me very well, or disappointing myself. In this case, feeling the way I felt about what I just watched, I simply couldn't partake in the meal.

I have eaten some things here that I wouldn't eat at home, but I guess I'm deciding now that such experiences can be left off the table for me so to speak. I do appreciate your approach to, but it's just one cultural experience I've decided to be comfortable with leaving off of the list. You do own your experience, but I think I'm justified in not wanting ownership of the same. It's an education as it were that I could do without.

I sometimes wonder if that means I'm lacking in an ability to be adventurous. Perhaps, but I think I'm okay with that :) There's a hell of a lot of weird-ass vegetable stuff I've had and actually enjoyed that a lot of meat-eaters wouldn't go near, so maybe I can hold onto that.

vagabondshandi said...

I obviously liked your post, I've made many of those same comments myself. (-;

I didn't realize that you had stopped eating chicken and seafood Dave, good for you. It's interesting how your perspective has changed since you first left for Korea.

That bit about octopi was unsettling - even without that knowledge I was forced to tearfully hide in the bathroom when the group I was with ordered it. So unsettling. But definitely more honest. There's only a hair's difference between here and back home - at least the Koreans don't lie to themselves and their children about what they are doing.

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Anonymous said...

Yeah but... pork chops are good. Bacon is good. I've also enjoyed liver with some fava beans and a nice Chianti.

But you get out of something what you put into it. If you instill fear and pain and all sorts of other nastiness into your food, that's what you will be partaking of. But if you treat the animals and plants who feed you with love and respect, then that's what you will ingest as well.

Of course some might argue how you can treat anything with love and respect if you're going to kill and eat it. To which I reply, "roasted garlic, lemon juice and olive oil". That's how. ;-)


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Anonymous said...

Good writing. Just one thing. Koreans do not eat dogs only for bigger penis. They eat it because it's delicious and just another option for dinner. more importantly, koreans don't eat your or their own pets. They eat farmed meat. Just like any other kind of meat.

I'm very sorry that you had to see octopus dying painfully. but you should also understand the fact that the octopus ate so many little creatures alive so it could continue nothing but to be alive, and as you know, it didn't think a thing about eating cute little things. It's somehow unfortunate to you that the octopus didn't end up in a shark's belly but some koreans'. It is a natural thing to eat meat as mammals, flesh- eating mammals with sharp teeth and strong jaw just as natural as you made your choice not to eat meat. and as a vegetarian you should not focus on how people cook meat and what find food chefs do to create the best cuisine so much but your own agenda - being vegetarian. Because asking why to meat eating people will only make you judgmental, or at least seem like it.

George Bailey Sees The World! said...

Hello, Anonymous... my name is Dave.

Let me clear a few things up...
I didn't ask people why they ate meat, I asked them why it was necessary to boil an animal alive, or torture a dog because of the belief that such a practice will increase their stamina.

There are actually a few things I would like to make clear. Number one being, I'd like to think that we as humans are a little further along on the evolutionary scale than say, and octopus or a shark. Since you use those two animals in your comparison, I will use them in mine.

While an octopus may lack the choices afforded to us (ie: an octopus would not be seated at a vegetarian restaurant), and a real life shark may not behave like the ones Pixar created, we as people do have choices. That's the difference.

I don't begrudge a shark for behaving like a prehistoric eating machine because essentially, that's what it is and has been for millions of years.

We as humans however have evolved to the point that for many of use living in a technologically-advanced world (I include agricultural evolutions in that statement), we have the ability and the choice to not eat meat.

For me, it's simple. One choice involves the killing of an animal, one doesn't. In my mind, perhaps not yours, one choice seems to make more sense. As a free-thinking and educated human, I do know that death is a natural thing, but I don't need to include it in what I put on my plate. It's a choice I make. To me, since I'm not a shark or an octopus, I am aware that my meals do not need to include meat. Theirs may, but mine don't.

So, it becomes a question of taste, and to me, since I haven't eaten read meat in a long time, the idea of putting it in my mouth seems like one of the most unnatural things I could do. When I have done so by accident (a bit of pork in a dumpling for example, or me trying the "when in Rome" approach when I'm at a galbi place with my co-workers, I usually feel like hell afterward. The one time I did go to a galbi place and opted out of eating the meat, I avoided what my meat-eating co-workers could not - a horrific stomach virus that hospitalized them for two days with endless vomiting - cured only by acupuncture in the stomach and between each finger and toe.

George Bailey Sees The World! said...

You argue that it's natural and perhaps even necessary (I apologize if those weren't your exact words - I haven't re-read them) for people to eat meat. Perhaps that is true for the indigenous Inuit in Nunavut, Canada, and many people throughout the world who have little to no access to proper alternative proteins. But whether we like to admit it or not, though it may be a challenge and a hard thing to come by, alternatives do exist, and those alternatives are more often than not healthier for you and me, healthier for the environment, and, though it means very little to many people, healthier for our state of mind when I realize that what I'm putting into my body didn't come as the result of an animal put under the knife, gun, or a machine controlled by human hands.

I realize that this argument falls on many deaf ears. I also realize that I'm not the best one to really be making this argument as I already stated how my convictions are not as strong as they could or should be - in the absence of ready food sources in a foreign country, it's inevitable that compromises will be made. But, even as I write this, I feel even more strongly about the issue.

Eat dead animals if you wish, but don't tell me that for you it's necessary, because it's not. You're not a shark, or an octopus. You're a human being, and should you make the choice to eat animals on whatever level: Free Range, Factory-Farmed, or set on fire before death for the sake of what a Swedish Penis enlarger would probably do a better job of, or as you say: because it's delicious and just another option for dinner, than what you are saying is that you aren't willing to seek out alternatives. So be it.

Wow - that was a long response. Maybe it's easier to say that I'm more comfortable as a non-shark to exercise my choice toward not subjugating a species, just so that I can kill it when it's defenseless, just so that it can die painfully, just because it's delicious, "just another option for dinner." I'm just not that important.

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Anonymous said...

Oh Dave, how I adore you. I really mean that.

We talked about 'Creation' in VBS this week and even the kids understood that Adam & Eve were given the job to look after 'Creation' not to use it up and throw is away. When you are given, "dominion" so to speak, part of that is responsibility for it. We have dominion over our children, but it doesn't mean we can or should do whatever we want.

I do eat meat, but fully respect your choice not to. And love you for your honesty.