Meat...who knew it was so complicated (and other stories)

My my my,
This is my second post in only 10 odd days, very frequent I know...highly uncharacteristic considering my penchance for procrastination. However just pay attention, there's reason in the madness here. I've discovered a new way to describe meats. Just let that settle with you for a minute (I'll wait, just take your time and come back when you're ready). Alright, the back story is nothing short of fascinating...mana for every great American author (I'm thinking Truman Capote but you may have another in mind). My uncle Ronnie, bless him, has always tempted me with pepperettes made from deer...the first one programmed me so much that the mere mention of these things triggers a massive flux of endorphin release directly into every unused pleasure centre in my brain (don't ask). Naturally, I requested a complete deer of my own...and naturally completely processessed as this ambrosiatic delight. It seems that all the correct stars were in alignment recently because I received a phone call from my uncle saying that he was able to procure an unnaturally large buck just for my gastric enjoyment. Yes...you heard me correct...the ENTIRE deer. It was soon noticed by my girlfriend that I always made reference to this package as "deer meat"...instead of the possibly more correct term "venison". It was also pointed out that we don't refer to hamburger or steak as "cow meat" do we? True...true. Well, not to be outdone I proclaimed that from that point forward I would refer to whatever meat was presently under consideration by it's more base compound name. Example..."that's some lovely fish meat you're baking there Pete"...or "that pig meat sure was tender Jennie, thanks for preparing it just so...I appreciate it". I'm starting a revolution that doesn't involve vegetarians, a first for modern times...join me!