Approximately three weeks before Christmas, I joined a growing number of Brits in the decision to go vegan. At university, where I could control my diet and eat as I liked, the change wasn't a problem - but as the Christmas holidays neared, I was overcome with a gnawing fear about how my family would react.
On hearing the revelation I reacted in the usual ways. I searched for the inevitable petition, signed it and shared it. I tweeted to the self-validating echo chamber that is my twitter following. Naturally, I attacked the trolls who were insensitively (if slightly amusingly) telling distraught vegetarians "they shouldn't be eating £5 notes anyway".
The preacher in the town square exists in all areas of life. You can find them in religion, in atheism, in politics, sport or anywhere else where passions run high. Often you'll find them in animal rights circles. Many a meat-eater has told me of a time they were verbally attacked or belittled by a vegetarian or vegan.
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.
Don't be put off by the very first ingredient, as therein lies all the magic. The humble chickpea is the star ingredient taking this fudge to the next level and you don't even know it's in there. I promise. It becomes blended with coconut oil and chocolate to form a melt in your mouth healthier fudge.