I have no problem with you eating meat until you get in my face about me not.
and now you know how we feel when a vegan whines about it constantly.
i'll go out of my way to cater to my friends needs when i am making dinner. all you have to do is say no meat. i'll come up with an alternative.
but to try to ram the "it's immoral" or "inhumane" deal down my throat...i'll be mixing bacon bits in everything you eat. or just not invite you over.
My son decided that he was vegetarian when he was in 6th or 7th grade. I think he liked a girl in his class who gave a speech about the atrocities of farmed meat... At any rate, I fully supported his decision and played the part of a short-order-cook right up until (several years later) he decided that he wanted to eat sour keys. What? Gelatin is OK but roast beef is not? No problem. I stopped cooking separate meals for him. It took a year before laziness trumped stubbornness, but I had to smile a few months ago when he decided that BBQ chicken was an easier dinner choice than lentils.