Complicating matters is the fact that Buford, like many well-meaning carnivores, is willing to believe some facts that are plainly not true: Grass-fed beef, for example, is never as well marbled as corn-fed, and hence never as sweet and juicy humane treatment and natural law notwithstanding. And Bufords meat messiahs are also totally committed to eating game as if there were something intrinsically admirable about killing animals in the wild when perfectly good pork chops and hamburgers are sitting in the supermarket cold cases. (For our part, we could go the rest of our life without eating a woodcock shot out of its tree.) We feel where Bufords coming from, but the bottom line is that you cant reconcile meat and virtue any more than you can make tofu as good as steak. So our philosophy, in this as in so much else is, why try?
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