Have you ever been to a meal where a few of the people are vegetarian, and they go through this, “There’s nothing we can eat, but it’s okay!” routine?
I’ve gone through periods where I didn’t eat meat. I could always find something.
My argument is thus; I live a few years longer by depriving myself of meat?
Life is about quality, not quantity.
Or as the joke goes:
Q: How do you tell who the vegetarian at the table is?
A: You don't, They'll tell you.