Once you go vegan, you can never, ever, really go back
In April 2006, a few months after Hurricane Katrina ripped up the coast of New Orleans, a dear mate and I drove 24 hours south from Wisconsin to live in a lovely grassroots effort called Emergency Communities which served donated food from all over the USA. Since meat, milk, and eggs were perishable, the food was all fresh and vegan. Fresh chicory coffee, cornbread, soyamilk, granola, and fresh greens littered the place. I thought “I could do this for the rest of my life”, and I did. Activism has been a slow climb, and only in 2011 have I finally realized the moral implications of what I know to be true. Once you go vegan, you can never, ever, really go back. I am an abolitionist vegan and will be for the rest of my days; I am involved in a mass research project now, writing a journalistic article which will present abolitionism to a mainstream news audience; and my next endeavor is to study to become a vegan nutritionist.
~ Shannon Tweedie (November 10, 2011)