I'm not a vegetarian but I don't eat meat morning, noon and night. I tend to eat meat occasionally but make sure it's fairly tasty meat from my local butchers.
And things like pork belly are very nice, so you don't have to fork out dosh on fillet steak the whole time. And I also like my steak raw, like tartare.
The problem is, and that's not saying any of the esteemed ladies and gentlemen here are, I too have met too many vegetarians that seem to use their "ism" as an excuse to make a great big fuss about themselves and then to use it as a platform to preach all sorts of rubbish all evening about the environment in order to make us feel guilty as we're tucking into some nicely seared chicken while watching them lap up a platefull of tasteless algae with a face that looks like a dog chewing a wasp.
I'm going to start going to dinner parties stating quite loudly I'm a carnivore and that if I see single vegetable on my plate I will unleash the full forces of hell on my guests and roar at how beastly these sagging, green instruments of the gods of diarrhea are.
Yeah, and for ages I thought vegans were Vulcans because they always looked so green, thin and unhealthy.