While a shining minority of enlightened people have chosen the path away from harming sensate creatures, and assumed the beneficial Earth- and-animal friendly practice of vegetarianism, the great masses of humanity continue their habit of eating the flesh of dead animals. Not only that, but they also practice the murder of untold fellow Creatures of God, eating their flesh or wearing them as a coat, shoes, or even lingerie!
It's very clear that they have a habit that is very resistant to change, precisely because it had its origins early in life. For example, mothers feed their infants pureed baby food, some of which consists of the flesh of chicken or beef or lamb. Later, they are introduced to weiners, commonly called 'hot dogs' although this is true only of some brands. It is later that they experience the cholesterol bomb, or English Breakfast, of bacon and eggs. And there's that unspeakable exemplar of excess: the 16- or 24- ounce steak dinner. (There's even one place in Amarillo that features 72-ounce steaks, which the diner can eat free if eaten entirely.)
But this even goes into children's play activity. Thoughtful mothers rightly forbid war toys or toy guns, and eschew the sexism inherent in the Barbies and Bratz, but the arcades are not free of the insensitive blight also.
There's the Whack-a-Mole game. What justification do we as a society have for tolerating this blood-thristy and hostile game? No wonder we have a youth problem. The roots of urban gang warfare comes from permissiveness towards Whack-a-Mole. Just as those youngsters learned to gleefully whack the moles, they come later on to whack their agemates in turn. And, what is worse, children are rewarded for examplary academic efforts by pizza parlors by giving them free tokens so that they might indulge in this barbarous pursuit.
We need our 50 legislatures to ban Whack-a-Mole!