I don't like the word flexitarian. It sounds pretentious and smug; I wouldn't blame anyone for rolling their eyes when they hear it. But for the purposes of description, that's what I have recently become, eating mostly vegetarian or vegan meals with meat, fish and dairy products as occasional treats.
The notion that we may one day become a power source for robots who keep us running by hooking us up to a system that delivers all the sensory requirements a person needs may seem far-fetched, but it's dystopia in its finest form. Not only does it touch on computer control, elements of freedom and individuality, it questions the cost of living in the way we do.
Why has animal agriculture been brushed conveniently under the carpet? There is of course intense pressure from an extremely powerful meat and dairy lobby, the extent of which should not be underestimated. There also remains historical links between consuming meat and social status, and misinformation about the need for animal products in a healthy diet.
This past weekend we celebrated Earth Hour 2016, causing many of us to look at what changes we can make to do our bit for the planet. We all know about swapping light bulbs, shorter showers and driving less, but there's one change we can all make that has a bigger impact than anything else: what we put on our plate.
Instead of running wild over hills and dales, they get walked twice a day, if they are lucky, and get to pee on a tree in the midst of a concrete wasteland. If we were honest with ourselves, we would call this selfish. We would acknowledge that the dogs are not as happy as they could be, but we think they are cute and they amuse us, so we imprison them.