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: I'm down with it.

[butterflykiki.livejournal.com]

Hm. Official motto: "It wasn't our choice to be single, it's just the luck of the draw." Or maybe not. I haven't got enough starch in me today to think of mottos.

That's not a motto. That's a plea for Prozac. *pats for BK*

I love Lizbet's suggestion < g > but something a tad more positive might be in order. Reclaim the damned holiday.

"It's about the chocolate."

Well, it is for me, anyway. Much as I get frelling sick of the 'buy your honey something really expensive/why doesn't a guy think *you're* worth 50 grand?' state of mind, for me, V-day is about the chocolate. 'Cause my dad always made Valentine's Day messages out of M&M's for me and my sister. No matter what other Valentines I did or didn't get, I'd get that. Plus a really pretty valentine from my mom.

Total support of the Bylaws, by the way. Now for support measures:

#3: It is recommended that the Members watch "War of the Roses", "Diabolique", "Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf", and "Women on the Verge of Nervous Breakdown" for movies that make you *glad* you're single. Is best done in the company of good friends, for drinking-game/MST3K'ing of flicks. Alternatively, any MST3K-athon where there is a 50's romance to be mocked is also a good idea.

Remember to bring chocolate.

Ah, Chicago.

[bktheirregular]

Makes me want to go and visit the Windy City for the occasion. Plus, pilgrimage to Wrigley Field and Comiskey Park - yes, dammit, Comiskey Park. I don't care if Comiskey stiffed his players so bad they had to turn to gamblers to make up the shortfalls, it's the frelling principle of the thing. If U.S. Cellular didn't put money into the building of the stadium, they've got no right to have it named for them.

Er, where was I?

Oh, yeah. Chicago. Train, plane, motor coach, I wonder? Ah, it doesn't matter anyway, not with the bar this close.

But I've got a suggestion for another movie for the proper St. Valentine's Day mood: "The Maltese Falcon." Just to see what love can drive people to...

Re: Ah, Chicago.

[lizbetann]

Makes me want to go and visit the Windy City for the occasion.

I have to find the right time of year to visit Chicago. Right now? Tooooooo cold. Perri and Tina tell me that September/October should be just about right.

But I've got a suggestion for another movie for the proper St. Valentine's Day mood: "The Maltese Falcon." Just to see what love can drive people to...

Is that the proper Valentine's movie the way that Lion in Winter is the proper family Christmas movie? (You know, infighting, who-loves-me-more, uncomfortable sexual revelations, locking the children in the cellar, etc, etc. What does it matter that it takes place in 1183?)

Re: Ah, Chicago.

[tinagilman.livejournal.com]

Perri and Tina tell me that September/October should be just about right.

True. Though I think that Perri and I disagree in that I think April/May is great too. I will, however, concede that the swampy humidity of a midwestern summer might not be all that great for a western desert dweller.