I just had an experience that makes me wonder why I am okay with eating meat. I have numerous house flies in my bedroom and I put out a sticky trap. I watched the flies struggle to break free from the trap and I felt so moved by their distress that I crushed them with a Coke can so they would suffer anymore. I even feel sad when I kill a spider while trying to bring it outside. I should just say 'fuck it' and become a vegetarian, right?