Since there are those who think Valentine's Day is just another commercialized holiday designed to empty yet another week's wages, I think that it's about love – celebrating the people in one's life who one loves and cares about.
That’s sweet right?
Well you would think I'd declared war on America's sweetheart for the amount of hissing spittle spouted my way when I expressed this.
I guess I should prepare to be outlawed next year by both the “I hate” and “I love” Valentine's Day groups who only ever join forces against the likes of me.
So I was also thinking...
What if Valentine was a living person in today's world; She/He/It would probably need to be accompanied by twenty-four hour security due to the sheer strength of peoples' feelings towards Him that are apt to change depending on the weather.
Now when one is in love and happy with the world, Valentine would be celebrated with giddy joyful praise, showered with gifts and rewarded with invitations to every A-list party – only one of which She would attend of course.
But when one is broken-hearted, bitter and despising of every word in the English dictionary that begins with or contains the letters L, O, V or E, Valentine would suddenly turn into a putrid, puss oozing enemy with a hefty price on Its head.
I sure wouldn't wish to be Valentine or even someone named Valentine on Valentine's Day!
I also wonder how those Bulls in Spain or Mexico cope every year with all that red flying about?
Ella Roberts,
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