FYI, I am no meatlifter. Weightlifter, maybe . . . but not meat. But this article in Slate is both thoughtful and ultimately hilarious, as they end with the following sage paragraph:
“So, more innovation is required in the battle against meatlifting. Meat-sniffing dogs pop to mind, though some shoppers might object to having a Doberman nosing around their crotches in search of stolen steaks. But you know what they say about civil liberties in a time of crisis.”


Last night I acquired a righteous headache around 9:30 and settled on the couch with a cup of hot chocolate. What a nice surprise to find 
Here