Category Archives: St. Valentine’s Commercialization

V-Day, Revisited

On V-Day, I had received a text from one of my friends, whom I have known almost as long as existance itself has existed, asking me what I was doing after work. I, naturally, had no plans, due to my hatred of all things involving mass produced sentiments of love and endearment and all, so we decided to hang out a little.

 After dinner, and after a few glasses of wine, we were sitting on my couch, discussing all that is wrong with the world and our lives, when my friend looked at me and said, “Tell me something good.”

My response, which elicited mountains of pealing laughter from the both of us?

“At least we’re not alone on Valentines Day!”


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Valentine’s Day, in all of it’s Commercialized Glory

I, like most middle class Americans, was working on Valentine’s Day. Not that I really had anything better to do: No one was waiting to cook me dinner (or for ME to cook THEM dinner, more accurately), no one was waiting to spend the day in bed with me, and no one was waiting with flowers in danger of wilting. It’s just like every other day of the year as far as I am concerned, aside from the $50 bouquet of a dozen roses, and the $20-$50 boxes of chocolates, which will go back to their regular $4-$6 prices tomorrow, and the cards, the cards, the CARDS!!

Interestingly enough, if you try to look up the story of the Saint of which this day is so aptly named after, you will find NOTHING. By that, I don’t mean that it’s a buncha b.s., I mean, there is NO STORY. No background, no history, just a name which has been accredited the dubious honor of being attached to this mass marketed day of LOVE. I quote, “Of the Saint Valentine whose feast is on February 14, nothing is known except his name and that he was buried at the Via Flaminia north of Rome on February 14. It is even uncertain whether the feast of that day celebrates only one saint or two or more saints of the same name.” I appreciate that there are certain “love” like things that have been attributed to this cryptic Saint such as Happy Marriages, Love, Plagues, Epileptics and bee keepers, but I’m still finding it hard to be convinced that this day has really ended up as it was initially intended.

What that says to me is that someone, SOMEWHERE took this story, that has no real story, and developed into what it is today: A commercialized, over zealous, grossly misconstrued day to express your love of a person. Call me crazy, but shouldn’t all days be an opportunity to express your love? I mean, if you love someone, you should be thankful for them more often than just once a year. You should want to do things to show your appreciation at least weekly, not just on some day that the government/society tells you that you HAVE to. I never was one who dealt well with being told what to do anyway, so maybe that is part of my resistance to all of this, but a day by any other name would smell as sweet. Or as shitty, it’s all in the nose of the beholder.

Long story short is that I hate Valentine’s Day. I hate what it has become and I hate the fact that some ass-crack out there thought it would be a good idea to develop a day that so heavily mass markets fake love via the usage of flowers, chocolates and cards and then grossly overcharging for said things, that people forget that love is not just a one day event.  Maybe if the general populous didn’t hold such a heavy weight over the happenings of Valentine’s Day, and INSTEAD, actually did things all throughout the year to show their love and to fall back IN love with there significant other, 51% of American marriages wouldn’t end in divorce. Just a friendly thought from your single friend…


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