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

I'm so there

[neonhummingbird.livejournal.com]

Okay, how about we make it the National Association for the Advancement of Depressed Singletons (NAADS)? We can make little buttons, and hold protest rallies outside of Hallmark stores and florists. Along the way, we can take pictures of every Smug Happy Couple we pass, print them out, and use them to make dartboards while we get drunk as a group.

Plan?

Valentine's Day sucks. Big time. Oh yeah. (And now I can gloat to Mom that I'm not the only one who hates the intent behind those damn commercials -- "Your lady will only love you if you buy her expensive things." "Give diamonds, get sex." Bite me.)

Maybe it should be National Association for the Advancement of Bitter Singletons (NAABS)? Sounds more proactive....