I don't really need a defining label. All I know is that I got to the point that my respect for life encompassed all living creatures around me. If I had respect towards the life of a fly, then how could I possibly eat meat? I've seen the question, "If you had to kill the animal to eat it, would you?" Maybe if my life depended on it. That's obviously not the case. And I live in Nebraska...the beef state. I see cattle haulers almost every day heading to the slaughterhouses in South Omaha. I can never look when I pass them. All those soulful brown eyes looking through the slats... Curious. Scared. A mere hour from death.