And yet, slightly shamefully, I have recently begun to consider joining their ranks, albeit in the most limited of ways, after reading what legendary thinker Sir Paul McCartney says about the obvious benefits of flesh eaters committing to the idea of Meat-Free Mondays.
This is the kind of maths I donít like, and yet have to respect. While weíre designed to need, and very much enjoy meat, the world is now so overpopulated, and over-farmed, that we really canít afford to eat it every day.
I was left with a similar feeling of resigned recognition recently after watching An Inconvenient Sequel, Al Goreís follow-up to his disturbing 2006 doco-horror film about our planet.
Yes, Gore is annoyingly in love with himself, preposterously proselytising and carpingly Christian. But but thereís no doubt heís passionate about trying to salve us from ourselves, and perhaps more well versed than any public figure when it comes to climate change.
I, for one, have to agree with him, and 97 percent of scientists, in positing the fact that the world is warming, and that itís our fault. But watching Goreís latest film itís easy to see how hard the road to change is.
At one stage he tries to convince an Indian official that 400 new coal-fired plants might be a bad idea, and the guy responds that heíll be happy to talk when India has enjoyed the 150 years of conscious-free carbon burning that the US has benefited from. And that some 300 million people in his country currently donít have access to grid-based energy at all.
Watching Goreís film, though Ė which I both recommend that you do and acknowledge that you may not really want to Ė itís hard not to become angry about the piss-poor efforts of the country we live in.
Tony Abbott and Alan Jones clearly go to bed every night, possibly together, wrapped in a blanket of ďNot my problem, Iím old alreadyĒ thatís almost as thick as their skulls. And our prime minister, who we all know believes the science, refuses to exploit our obvious advantages in areas like solar power.
Which all leaves you feeling a bit powerless until you ponder what you, personally, can do.
A Tesla Power Wall is one thing, but much like buying one of the companyís cars, itís the kind of feel-good measure only available to those with a lot of money (and yes, the Model 3 might change that, if it ever arrives).
So youíre left with your choice of car, and forced to ponder some harsh realities. Personally, Iíd never buy a diesel-engined vehicle, ever, knowing what I know about their effects on the environment, and peopleís lungs. And the fact that legislative moves in Europe prove theyíre on the way out anyway.
Would I consider an EV or a hybrid? Frankly, itís as unpalatable as a mushroom burger on the barbie
So, would I consider an EV, or a hybrid of some kind? Frankly, itís as unpalatable as a mushroom burger on the barbie, but at the same time, I feel forced to at least consider the possibility.
Because if youíre not willing to make a change at a personal level, and thus to set an example for your children, then surely youíre as culpable Ė as the mercury climbs and the weak die each summer Ė as a Turnbull or a Trump.
Sometimes the truth really is inconvenient.
Lost in space
Elon Musk is very good at many things, but delivering precisely on time is not one of them.
The question you have to ask is whether he will put a human being on Mars before or after the Model 3 becomes a common site on Australian roads. Personally, Iíd punt for the Mars answer. And hopefully thatís where heíll also send all those ugly Model X things.