There's something I need to get off my chest.

[bktheirregular]

The new "New Yorker" came in, with what I'm sure they thought was a poignant cover, of a soldier in the trenches, guns all around, jets streaking overhead, and the only spot of color in the drab brown landscape was the Valentine's card in his hand.

It's supposed to evoke a lot of feelings, I know. Well, it certainly evoked one for me:

I hate Valentine's Day.

I frelling hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate that holiday.

I think it was a bad idea when it was founded, way back when, and I think that the commercialism that has sprung up over the years makes it a thousand times worse. Everywhere you go, you see signs saying, "guys! If you love your sweethearts, you must buy them lavish gifts!" "Have you told your lady love you love her? Preferably by spending lots of money on her?" "Hey! Give us your money and show your special lady that she's special!"

The message between the lines: if you're not in that category of people with a special someone, you don't exist.

Between Groundhog Day and Valentine's Day, I know the feeling of being a forgotten minority. And there isn't even a National Association for the Advancement of Depressed Single Guys to complain to. I mean it's bad enough to have the holiday in the first place, but do they have to be so in-yo-face about it?

Did I mention that I hate Valentine's Day?

Close entry.

Comments

Re: Are you kidding?

[lizbetann]

I accept Bylaw 1 as perfectly reasonable, and offer Bylaw 2: "All members of NAABS are entitled to spend the two weeks leading up to Valentine's Day making rude noises, throwing things, and generally behaving as much like 12-year-olds as possible whenever Valentine ads, movies or Very Special Episodes are on television, regardless of how many Smug Couples may be in the room."

Allowed? I'd say it was frelling manditory. (Sorry, Tina, Adam, Val, Jack, Mom, Dad... er, that's about the limit of the happily married people I know.)

How's this for a motto:

Celebrate Valentine's Day the old-fashioned way: Kill a lot of mobsters in Chicago.

Re: Are you kidding?

[butterflykiki.livejournal.com]

How's this for a motto:
Celebrate Valentine's Day the old-fashioned way: Kill a lot of mobsters in Chicago.

And suddenly, I have Ray Vecchio's voice in my head again. Gracias, Lizbet.

Just to be clear:

[bktheirregular]

Celebrate Valentine's Day the old-fashioned way: Kill a lot of mobsters in Chicago.

And suddenly, I have Ray Vecchio's voice in my head again. Gracias, Lizbet.

The RCMP and the Chicago PD, while not persona non grata, do not have jurisdiction over this blog.

Though somehow I can't see Ray caring about that.

Re: Are you kidding?

[wiliqueen.livejournal.com]

Hey, we may be happy, but we ain't smug! (Witness Jack's bemoaning of the fact that he thinks he looks smug in our wedding pix.)

And there oughta be an auxiliary organization of some kind, 'cause those make me want to vomit too...

Re: Are you kidding?

[tinagilman.livejournal.com]

Gotta say, being happily married does not make you smug, and overly sappy commercials are made fun of by plenty of married people too.

I've always liked Valentine's Day, even when I was single in the "not dating anybody" sense (as opposed to the "unmarried" sense). Chocolate, chocolate, those gummy cinnamon hearts that stick to your teeth, and yet more chocolate. Plus there's the going out with your friends because any holiday is an excuse part.

Besides, Daredevil's opening on Valentine's Day. Go see that and ignore all the holiday stuff.