I will not give into Valentine's Day!
In protest, I will not honor the commercialization of love, the prostitution of passion, and the whoring of romance.
I will conduct my protest as a gentleman, kindly and passively. I will accept each box of heart candies, but I will quietly spit out these bits of chalk without attention.
I will continue to accept chocolate, because, well.... it's chocolate and it's free.
When deliveries of flowers pour into the office, I will smile but I will NOT participate in the collective chorus of "OOOOOHHHHH and AAAAAHHHHH!!!!"
A Valentine's card I'll accept, for it's the thought that counts, but I will be unimpressed by a manufactured cartoon card with a generic message of this so-called love. What will impress me is a note of sincerity or the effort a child puts into drawing, glueing, or composing a masterpiece of the soul, celebrating the innocence of LOVE.
In my future relationships, I will not allow this day to force me to demonstate the measure of my love by impressive stunts or expenses, nor will I want her to feel compelled to go beyond compare to profess her love for me.
I will demonstrate my love--not only on Valentine's Day, but always-- in how I treat and honor her. And that, for sure, will be measured by the heart I'll wear on my sleeve.
Finally, I will win this battle against Capitalist Cupid for two reasons that make me: an idealist and a romantic.
