During this period, I am constantly taken back to a well-known Shakespeare play, Twelfth Night. In this piece that features the most accurate love triangle in the arts is a character by the name of Orsino. He is a guy who was in love with being in love.
We can all agree that Valentine’s day is less about the relationship between two individuals with the utmost affection for each other, and more about wanting to live the fairy tale of most Hollywood romcoms. And, just like those cliches, it is all an act.
In most cases, the end result is what many are after. The benefits it brings to the table. Could be material gifts or sexual satisfaction (the reason for multitudes of November babies). We all take our pick. The idea of true love is undermined the most during this season when it is supposed to be celebrated.
Worse still, the 20th century found a way of commercialising everything. Even love – a big thanks to capitalism there. The big industries were instrumental in popularising something better celebrated in private, all for the profits. The fact that valentines features in the business section of the dailys, says a lot.
‘Surprise her with this…,” the corporate man sings every February with little regard to what people actually want. I know, without a doubt that gifts, as a love language is bullshit. It is an extortionist idea meant to benefit some.
I wonder if, by the law of God, the health of the roses one received on Valentine’s day represented the bond between two, how many would tend to them diligently.
People are just fascinated by the idea of love. They enjoy being “in-love” more than actually being in love. And so, they have to act it out for the world to see with roses and chocolate. The end result is a relationship that cannot stand the test of time.
I am not saying that in this mess of red there are not those whose intentions are true. These superior beings do not cram what they have into a single day. They celebrate that love each passing day and speak more than 5 love-languages.
They say that no one knows who or what actually kickstarted this pretentious celebration of absolute pure falsehoods but I bet selfish mindsets had something to do with it. Every account of origin for this pointless celebration does not involve romance in any way. The most likely one involving a “pagan” celebration of fertility which the church felt needed not to exist anymore. That is just like what they did with Christmas.
St Valentines (no one knows which one specifically) was the Church’s go-to guy to extirpate the pagan ideologies. Thing is, the church did not even intend for it to be a day of romance but here we are.
So, for a split second people will feel good about themselves as they live 24 hrs of the world’s most cliche Romantic Comedy before they revert to their awful realities.