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This is just a public service announcement to those members of the general public who like to think that the life's worth of a vegan is undone by taking a bite of steak or eating a slice of cheese pizza.

Being a vegan is not defined by the same rules as being a virgin. It's not once you're not you never are again.

All the reasons one might have to be vegan – ecological (eating local is more important), reducing the amount of pain inflicted on animals, even health – do not depend on an unbroken string. Being vegan or vegetarian most of the time – or you, non-vegan readers, reducing your meat intake a little (and for the world's sake don't waste food) – is just as good.

(And I'm writing this as a thus-far 24/7 vegan. For me, I'm able to live by absolutes far more easily than exercise self-control when there's no clear line.)

This post may also be something of a tribute to Martin's steak, which I did not eat, but smelled really good.

(For that matter, sex shouldn't be about virginity or abstinence either, but about respecting yourself and others.)