Why Do We Pretend to Be Vegetarians?

People get worried and uncomfortable when it comes to inviting a vegetarian over for dinner or so. To be honest they are not that wrong to feel so anxious since it takes alot of effort and creativity to avoid the boredom of salads. Moreover, there is nothing filling like meat which is considered a fancy tasty dish of all parties. Yet, we are facing the rising number of vegetarians or even the ones who pretend to be one(!) and reconsidering the whole thing, it does make sense any way.
Imagine you are going to meet some new people and are determined to make a good first impression by showing how thoughtful and caring you are.Well, what would work better than claiming to be a vegetarian? Take my advice: It’s always cool to be one ( take Paul McCartney of The Beatles as an example).
Besides, if you are about to save money in order to spend it on better things than your tummy, vegetarian diets are here for you. No doubt that broccoli,cauliflower and beets cost much less than beef.
Above all, to keep healthy enough to enjoy all the fun and luxury of your life and to make sure you are protected against heart diseases, diabetes, cancers, obesity and well…mad cow disease, you’ll have to consider being a vegetarian.
And finally, the last yet simply not the least is the fact that it takes more energy to raise and produce animal meat than the meat itself provides. Take this example: The grain given to a cow of 800 pounds can serve to keep alive 20 children of about 40 pounds. So, by my math, you kill 20 children to have some well-done beef on your dining table.
Yummy...!

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Let's Bow Our Heads and Pray for Their Loved Ones.

The gunman in the Virginia Tech massacre was a sullen loner who alarmed professors and classmates with his twisted, violence-drenched creative writing and left a rambling note raging against women and rich kids. In the end, 33 people were dead,many were badly injured and the rest in the state of shock in what has become the nation's deadliest shooting spree ;Not to mention, the number of people dying of injeries is still growing...Lets pray for them all.

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My Hot Enemy!

I didn’t have the slightest clue that what had made me think I had what it took. It wasn’t my first interview; Yet, clearly the biggest. I’d been sitting there for half an hour then, feeling dizzy owing to the smell of the newly-painted walls, staring at the cheerful staff there and wondering if I could ever be so. I looked across the stuffy room : The first one who caught my eyes was the “M.A Lady” who was hard-workingly boasting her degree, then a short guy with the longest C.V I'd ever seen which was crying “EXPERIENCED”. It was like everybody there was a beautiful swan and I … "the odd duck"! Just that very moment I realized how much I hated the yellow light in the room! But was THAT really the cause of my nausea? I don’t think so…
Just then I felt some itchy heaviness of somebody’s eyes on me which made look around and there I spotted some hot guy coming toward me. The paint was bothering me a lot for I thought I was choking. I sat there still waiting for some polite “ How are you?”, but…
- “How old are you?”
What the heck?! Had I heard him wrong? Was it too clear that I was simply the youngest there? I was too confused to answer.
-“What have you studied at university?”
It was his next question which reminded me of a famous question ( What grade are you?) that is commonly asked while talking to school kids!
-“I’m just about to start literature this year.“ I answered uncomfortably.
-“Any experience?”
He was not going to give up for sure!
-“No” I said impatiently.
Then, giving me some strange look ,which was somehow familiar, he said his last sentence:
-“From what I already know , trust me, you are wasting your time here, baby!”
Excuse me?! That moment, I could’ve easily told him: Yeah bastard! I’m certainly wasting my time talking to YOU! Or even better, I could’ve slapped him and rushed out of that hell. But just out of the blue I came across a better idea: What if I kicked his ass in the interview?
Yeah, that was the way to do it !
The meeting was about to start. At the right time and before he even knew it, I volunteered to open the meeting( which was actually a group interview) with my presentation. Feeling terribly insulted, I emptied my mind of any thing else and tried to make the best out of it. I couldn’t believe how easy it was to impress my interviewers and to receive such assuring smiles. Right then, proud of my presentation, I looked at MY ENEMY to show off my victory; but just then I got to realize the meaning of that strange, yet familiar look: FEAR!
Was he afraid too?!

When I was in fear, I tried to ignore my rivals’ abilities and he tried to focus on their disabilities…well,we were not much different, any way.
suddenly, I didn’t want him to fail any more...
Now,after three years, as one of my dearest coworkers, he never refers to that day for he thinks what happened that day had nothing to do with him. But I know that everthing that day, had many things to do with him!