THE VIRGINIAN-PILOT
Copyright (c) 1996, Landmark Communications, Inc.
DATE: Wednesday, January 24, 1996 TAG: 9601230087
SECTION: ISLE OF WIGHT CITIZEN PAGE: 08 EDITION: FINAL
TYPE: Letter
LENGTH: Short : 46 lines
We are again being invaded from the north, this time with a war for freedom to eat meat and wear clothing.
PETA (People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals) or, as I would rather call it, ``Veg Heads,'' plans to move its office from Washington to Norfolk to plan their assault on U.S. carnivores.
God help us if PETA ever found out that plants have feelings, too. The only way you would ever get a tomato sandwich would be to sit by the vine, bread and condiments in hand, and wait for the tomato to die and fall off.
Those of us who want to wear winter clothing of fur or lined with wool or small-animal fur would be forced to wear gloves lined with cotton seeds or corn husks.
I can see Dior busting a gut to buy up all the veggies for his latest fashion parade.
PETA needs a real job, something people want. If a pig could speak, he would say his place in God's world is to greet me at the breakfast table to have fellowship with me and two sunny side-ups.
When PETA finishes with us, it probably will go after the auto industry to save all those poor little critters from ending up face down on the road. I brake for humans. The Good Lord gave animals the ability to survive, and the smart ones do.
Wake up, people, and stop being pushed around and told what to eat and wear by some politically irritating, Democrat voting, kitty litter hugging group of human beings (who are pro-abortion by large).
When PETA gets here, go sit on the public easement in front of its new office and eat the biggest order of baby back ribs you can find and throw the string beans in the trash can.
America is still a free country, so I'll eat what I please, and the ``Veggie Heads'' can eat whatever they want, as long as they don't try to force me to do as they want me to do.
Larry Rawls
Moonefield Drive
Smithfield by CNB