lol before I met my wife I had an Earthy gf who was as fine as she wanted to be. Gorgeous natural blonde, honestly looked 15-20 years younger that she was. She was also a vegetarian (as opposed to a vagitarian, which is what I want written on my tombstone), drove a Prius, was commendably environmentally conscious (as we should all be on our way to being, if we're not there already). She also was of the belief that she generally preferred animals more than people because she thought that animals were nicer (which is a complete myth: animals can be just as big of assholes as humans). She allowed a couple of personal exemptions to her guidelines though that I used to tease her about:
1. She loved to go ATVing (2 stroke engines of any type aren't great for the environment)
2. She had two dogs (which is the environmental equivalent of driving a large SUV)
The moral of this story? Fuck if I know!! ?
(Though if I'm grasping, it's something along the lines of: There is always some degree of compromise, even within oneself. As my father told me when I was 12 and harping on rules that people weren't following, anything too rigid that it won't bend will break.