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    the-hitchhiker-s-guide-to-the-galaxyI’m not writing anything this week – I’m on strike*. Instead I thought I’d share this passage from the Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy. I read it once, many years ago. Saw the film. But never did I notice how wonderfully Douglas Adams promotes veganism, in such a non-offensive, humorous way. Offensive, humourless idiots like me could learn a lot from him about the right way to go about changing the world.

    *aka lazy.

    Batten down the hatches, light the fire, curl up under a blanket and sip some hot chocolate. Hygge enough for you? Good, it’s time for Douglas to take over:

    A large dairy animal approached Zaphod Beeblebrox’s table,
    a large fat meaty quadruped of the bovine type with
    large watery eyes, small horns and what might almost have
    been an ingratiating smile on its lips.

    ‘Good evening’, it lowed and sat back heavily on its haunches,
    ‘I am the main Dish of the Day. May I interest you in the parts
    of my body?’

    It harrumphed and gurgled a bit, wriggled its hind quarters in
    to a more comfortable position and gazed peacefully at them.

    Its gaze was met by looks of startled bewilderment from
    Arthur and Trillian, a resigned shrug from Ford Prefect and
    naked hunger from Zaphod Beeblebrox.

    ‘Something off the shoulder perhaps?’ suggested the animal,
    ‘Braised in a white wine sauce?’

    ‘Er, your shoulder?’ said Arthur in a horrified whisper.

    ‘But naturally my shoulder, sir,’ mooed the animal contentedly,
    ‘nobody else’s is mine to offer.’

    Zaphod leapt to his feet and started prodding and feeling
    the animal’s shoulder appreciatively.

    ‘Or the rump is very good,’ murmured the animal. ‘I’ve been
    exercising it and eating plenty of grain, so there’s a lot
    of good meat there.’

    It gave a mellow grunt, gurgled again and started to chew
    the cud. It swallowed the cud again.

    ‘Or a casselore of me perhaps?’ it added.

    ‘You mean this animal actually wants us to eat it?’ whispered
    Trillian to Ford.

    ‘Me?’ said Ford, with a glazed look in his eyes, ‘I don’t mean

    ‘That’s absolutely horrible,’ exclaimed Arthur, ‘the most revolting
    thing I’ve ever heard.’

    ‘What’s the problem Earthman?’ said Zaphod, now transfering his
    attention to the animal’s enormous rump.

    ‘I just don’t want to eat an animal that’s standing there
    inviting me to,’ said Arthur, ‘It’s heartless.’

    ‘Better than eating an animal that doesn’t want to be
    eaten,’ said Zaphod.

    ‘That’s not the point,’ Arthur protested. Then he thought about it
    for a moment. ‘Alright,’ he said, ‘maybe it is the point. I don’t
    care, I’m not going to think about it now. I’ll just … er … I
    think I’ll just have a green salad,’ he muttered.

    ‘May I urge you to consider my liver?’ asked the animal,
    ‘it must be very rich and tender by now, I’ve been force-feeding
    myself for months.’

    ‘A green salad,’ said Arthur emphatically.

    ‘A green salad?’ said the animal, rolling his eyes disapprovingly
    at Arthur.

    ‘Are you going to tell me,’ said Arthur, ‘that I shouldn’t have
    green salad?’

    ‘Well,’ said the animal, ‘I know many vegetables that are
    very clear on that point. Which is why it was eventually
    decided to cut through the whole tangled problem and breed
    an animal that actually wanted to be eaten and was capable of
    saying so clearly and distinctly. And here I am.’

    It managed a very slight bow.

    ‘Glass of water please,’ said Arthur.

    ‘Look,’ said Zaphod, ‘we want to eat, we don’t want to make
    a meal of the issues. Four rare steaks please, and hurry.
    We haven’t eaten in five hundred and seventy-six thousand
    million years.’

    The animal staggered to its feet. It gave a mellow gurgle.
    ‘A very wise choice, sir, if I may say so. Very good,’ it
    said, ‘I’ll just nip off and shoot myself.’

    He turned and gave a friendly wink to Arthur.
    ‘Don’t worry, sir,’ he said, ‘I’ll be very humane.’



3 Responses to Hitchhiker’s Guide To The Galaxy

  • Jae wrote on September 16, 2016 at 4:28 //


  • Sue Willis wrote on September 16, 2016 at 5:06 //

    And that’s from 1979 when it was very unfashionable and difficult to be a vegan!  Thanks Kimbo Xx

  • Tammi wrote on September 17, 2016 at 2:14 //

    Another book to add to my reading list!


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