December 20, 2008

I Can't Find the Justification

During ticket pick-up last Saturday afternoon I saw at least 8 different women wearing fur coats of various lengths. It wasn't particularly cold out that day and there was no snow on the ground. I couldn't figure out why all these women were wearing animal carcasses on them for a matinee to a theatre in Albany. The only conclusion I had was that they must be going to one of the swanky restaurants downtown after the show. But that still didn't justify the coats. Every time a new coat would come to the window I grew increasingly nauseated. I didn't realize how much fur disgusted me. I'm just not around it enough I guess.

In this day and age I can't find any reason to justify wearing fur. It is no longer an item of necessity. I know why people wore fur back in the dark ages and I can even understand it up until the fifties. But now? Go out and get a jacket made of material that was obtained without stripping the animal of its largest organ. How long are people who own fur outside anyway? How long does it take to get out of a luxury vehicle, give the keys to the valet, and then duck into the restaurant? Fifteen minutes. Please. There are better clothes to make a statement. Besides, it just makes all the women look bulky and manly.

Yes, I eat animals. But, I will never wear an animal. I'm not going to throw red paint on people wearing coats but someone out there has to realize it's a luxury that isn't luxurious. It's disgusting. To quote Mohandas Ghandi:
The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated.

1 comment:

Tina said...

By this post, I am reminded of the Seinfeld episode in which Elaine's boyfriend Puddy (or Kramer, I can't remember which) goes around wearing a fur coat all the time. Every time I see one I think of that and they have become manly-looking to me, too.