Look, you don't wanna eat meat, that's your choice. I support your right to not eat meat. I don't give a shit, honestly. You just go on and not eat meat. Hey, more meat for me, right? OK, you don't think I should eat meat. Well, that's your right to think that, you go right on thinking so. If you decide that my choice in eating meat is so hideous that you cannot be friends with me, then I'm sorry to see you go. I'll be BBQ'ing and thinking of you.
I'm so fucking sick of these whackjobs...and by the way, if any of you are PETA supporters, well, sorry, but I think your organization is fuckin' goofy. If I mass-breed and raise animals to be eaten, then that's their job. Nope, I don't actually care too much how they were treated on the way up, and if that's callous, then that's callous. That creature was put here to be eaten, and I'm-a gonna do it, or get it to those who will. All the boycotts and performance art in the world are NOT going to get your point across. Face it, in the end, it's your opinion, and aggressive and bizarre tactics don't attract as many people as they repulse.
That being said, the "Sea Kittens" campaign has got to be one of the most ludicrous things they've done yet. True, it's not as aggressive as some previous actions. Short version: they want to "save the fish" by referring to them as the "kittens of the sea" and making banners and graphics to that effect, making them uber-cute. They look like toys for an 8-year-old girl, which is about the mentality level.
As usual, fuck 'em. I'm-a continue eating my meat and fish...and if I get a chance to drown a whole litter of sea kittens in lemon butter and ate 'em aaaalllll up, then you better believe I will. I wonder if there's a seafood joint near their headquarters that delivers? I could send them a basket of crispy breaded sea kittens, with fries and hush puppies!