For now, to paraphrase Marge Simpson, I can’t afford to choose a diet that has a philosophy I’m sure that yes, unprocessed vegetable matter is cheap if I know where to go, but turning that into a run of meals that doesn’t trigger my major depression and suicidality is simply not feasible. Also there’s the concern that when I endeavor to do complicated things and fuck up, the cost of the disaster is exponentially greater than the cost of not doing it in the first place.

In short, getting ten pounds of legumes would be a great way for me to ruin ten pounds of legumes and stink up the street block.

I’ve heard that people who actually know how to cook are able to do wonderful things with vegetable matter. But I do not have access to them, and their pre-processed products at the store are more expensive than meat and eggs.

Sometimes I fantasize about a society in which one’s status as a person wasn’t contingent on how much money I make for someone else, who is glad to give me a tiny portion of that take, but we are a few generations, and a couple of great filters away from such a pipe dream.