That was where I was for a good decade after I was no longer a vegetarian. People now would call me "pescatarian," I suppose , but I would explain that I had no problem cleaning fish, but when it was my turn to wring the chicken's neck, I just couldn't do it - and the two cattle brandings I went to, I passed out both times from the smell and the screaming. You're right, that shut them down.

Nowadays, I take a more global view of agriculture and my role in it. Call me a Michael Pollatarian.