Being vegan definitely ain’t easy, and finding romance is no cakewalk either. But down in New Zealand there are a bunch of people who are making things even more difficult by applying their diet preferences to their sex lives:
Vegansexuals are people who do not eat any meat or animal products, and who choose not to be sexually intimate with non-vegan partners whose bodies, they say, are made up of dead animals.
In a letter to Salon, one vegan Kiwi explains why he chooses to only get it on with fellow vegans, even though that means narrowing his options to a small percentage of the population:
[D]on’t get me started on the turn-off of contemplating some deep tongue action with a person who uses that same orifice to masticate/consume the flesh of (formerly) sentient [sic] beings.
Since the term “vegansexual” started gracing headlines last week, there’s been some backlash among Ruhlman readers. Many of the omnivorous commenters have said that they would avoid dating vegans because, among other reasons, they can be embarrassing at restaurants. With that in mind, the vegansexuals might be on to something. Perhaps weeding out meat-eaters helps them zero in on the folks they’d get along with better anyway.
Shunning potential sexual partners on account of their diet seems a bit extreme to me, but in a serious relationship, it makes sense that a pair of vegans (or a pair of red-meat-lovers) would be happier together in the long run. Does anyone know a vegan and a meat-eater who’ve got a lasting relationship? And if so, what do they feed their kids?