Wednesday, February 15, 2012

St Valentine's Bathroom Break,....

Yesterday came and went, another St Valentine's day and still another cash draw for the flower/Hallmark greeting card industry.  Sorry ladies, I just never bought into this!  I had originally planned to write this post yesterday, but a pastoral instinct kicked in, that maybe it wasn't the right time to bring this stuff up...So we'll do it today! 

St Valentine's Day, a day when girls gush and men spill open their wallets to buy flowers, candy, clothes, jewelry, all sorts of sugar coated crap, (Yup!  I said it!) in the name of love.  Yeah right!  More like in the name of the biggest marketing ploy ever launched upon our collective psyches!  To begin, what the hell does St Valentine have to do with fat little winged babies throwing arrows?  Really?  Reeeeally?  Their not angels,..the Bible shows angels telling people to not be afraid when they manifest themselves!  Don't know about how much fear fat little winged babies with too much rosy makeup would strike in me!  So the marketing execs gets together at corporate headquaters and sitting around a table, brainstorm saying, 'On the feast day of St Valentine, a bishop and martyr,..let's turn it into a syruppy sugar coated cheesefest, complete with a Bonjovi ballad strumming in the backround,..(You know the kind where Ritchie Sambora really strains his voice providing backup lyrics such as 'Whoooaaaa' and 'Yeeaaahh.')  On a side note, there were fourteen Valentines who were martyred throughout Church history!  Which one are we talkin' about? 

                                                  A relic of St Valentine,..isn't it romantic?

Okay ladies, so by now, your saying, yeah but this guy is discerning potential priesthood.  Well, I do have a past and have had relationships.  All I'm sayin' is that perhaps, if we made it a holiday about Agape and not necessarily chocolate and fluff, we could salvage our economy by not running up credit card tabs paying for a make believe holiday!!!!  Seriously,..this post was just meant to make people laugh!  God Bless all married, coupled and single people!

St Valentine (All 14 of you,..) ,...........Ora pro nobis.

4 comments:

Left-footer said...

Funny, astringent, wise and most important, true. My Scottish genes make me too mean for St Valentine's day nonsense, so I save my money.

God bless!

Anonymous said...

Oh for fuck sakes!!!

It's called a CUPID and not a "fat little winged baby".
Cupid: In Roman mythology, Cupid (Latin cupido, meaning "desire") is the god of desire, affection and erotic love. He is often portrayed as the son of the goddess Venus, with a father rarely mentioned. His Greek counterpart is Eros. Cupid is also known in Latin as Amor ("Love"). The Amores (plural) or amorini in the later terminology of art history are the equivalent of the Greek Erotes.

See the connection now?

As much as I am not a fan of Bon Jovi, I at least know that the singer of the band is Jon Bon Jovi and not Richie Sambora.

*sigh*

Valentines Day is to hearts & flowers & chocolates as Easter is to eggs & bunnies & chocolates and Christmas is to gifts & pine trees... blah blah blah.
I realize that the whole holiday is a bit ridiculous BUT would it kill men to do something nice to the one you love on that one day like getting a simple little card or a nice bunch of flowers or cooking a nice meal?
It seems the only ones complaining about Valentine's day are cheap and unromantic bastards.
How they even have a girlfriend is beyond me.

A word of advice:
Think before you talk and Google before you blog.

hugs & kisses

Marco said...

Dear Anonymous'Cathy' I think you need a hug! Quoting pagan sources regarding a Christianized feast day only distances Optimusmastro further from the Hallmark caca...I am not disputing the cupid,..just wondering aloud how St Valentine became intertwined with it,..and which Valentine?

Anonymous said...

Dear Marco,
It's Valentine's Day, just go with it.
I haven't recieved my card yet... weird, huh?
Hugs are always welcome