What I loved about the exchange was that at no point in time did it address the actual problem -- if everyone living in Israel stopped eating dead cow tomorrow, that pile o' poo isn't going anywhere. Might smell a little nicer after it'd been drying a couple of days, but moo dookie just gets crunchy on the outside when it dries, leaving the inside creamy or chewy at best.

Which brings me to my own solution to the problem, which would be to package it up and market it as a meat-substitute to vegetarians.

When every human being is treated with a modicum of decency and respect for their well being, I'll start feeling guilty about my food, `kay? Until then, the only reason I don't eat people is that they're a bitch to poach.