"Love is a harsh and dreadful thing to ask of us, but it is the only answer."--Dorothy Day


The Valentine-Industrial Complex.

I used to be a fan of Valentine's Day. In elementary school, I was the "V" in the classic song "Will you be my V-A-L-E-N-T-I-N-E?" I won a contest for the best decorated Valentine's mail box. In junior high, before I become angsty, I used to buy my friends the cards that came with lollipops. In high school, the aforementioned angsty years, I wore all black. But I probably did that on Wednesdays too, so it wasn't so significant a happening. But now I find no joy in it.

I was given a reprieve from being forced to recognize this day for the time I was in college because it was my friend Kevin's birthday (Happy Birthday Kevin!), but now Kevin and I live a thousand or so miles apart, so I have no excuse. I do believe that this holiday was created by the greeting card and pharmaceutical companies--one benefitting from the so-called love, and one from the lack there of. The only good thing to ever come from Valentine's Day was the Conversation Heart, but even they are beginning to taste bitter, tainted by the corruption and commercialism. Shame on you Hallmark and American Greetings! A pox on both your houses!

Hopefully everyone knows that I'm only kidding. Happy Evil-Satan day/Valentine's Day.

1 comment:

JTB said...

another alternative: