Stop your bitching. Right. The fuck. Now.
How's that for endearing myself to the public, eh?
So I just fired up Moulin Rouge. In part because it's a spectacular film. In part because tomorrow is Valentine's Day and ol' Moulin makes the short list of favorite love stories. Although this does remind me that I still need to go to a gods damned burlesque show at some point. But that's a topic for another date.
Despite the title of the piece, this here public service announcement is for the mens as well as the ladies. Oh, and I included the link to that particular performance for the Gleeks who might read this. Check the blonde, eh.
Back to the point. I mean it. Just shut up. All the single ladies (and fellas) bitching about Valentine's Day need to just stop. It's ridiculous. Whining about Valentine's Day because you're single is sort of like bitching about Martin Luther King Day because you're not black. And to take this comparison a step too far, (because we all know I'm damn good at taking it a step too far), rechristening the holiday as "Singles Awareness Day" isn't so far removed from hosting a Klan gala on the dear Doctor's birthday.
Here's the thing. You're upset because VD is a holiday, in essence, created for lovers. Couples. You are single, and thus the celebration holds no meaning. In fact, it's a slap in the face. A big, heart-shaped reminder of your inability to find a suitable mate. So, I wonder, how exactly is it that being bitter and hostile is supposed to improve that situation? You just come off like a bitch. Or a douche. Depending on gender. So if you're looking for reasons to explain your current predicament, start there.
Also, for this bullshit about VD being a made-up holiday... all of them are. There were no presidents born on President's Day. Thanksgiving wasn't a "real" holiday until the 1700s, about a century after the pilgrim feast. Halloween is a pagan holiday which, I'm betting, you eagerly participate despite the fact that it is unlikely you belong to any of the belief systems which would have originally celebrated such. Sort of like how you don't belong to the system for which Valentine's was created. Oh. And Christmas. A "religious" holiday which most everyone seems to partake in. Of course, some would tell you that Christianity is "made-up." At the very least, it's possible that December 25th is "made-up" as a date, and not actually Jesus' birthday at all.
So I'll admit, Valentine's Day is entirely a made-up holiday. Just like all the others. So back to the point I was making. Stop bitching.
I do not have a significant other tonight. That won't change come tomorrow. I'll be just as single on Valentine's Day as I am right now. I don't have a problem with that. At the worst, tomorrow is just another day. No different from any other.
At its best, tomorrow is a celebration of love. I hope, with all sincerity, that love is something you know. Something you have felt and reveled in. Something you appreciate. Whether you've had your heart broken or not... it is of little consequence. You knew it once or you know it now. It's not a matter of whether that love is reciprocated. It's not a matter of where that love leads you. All that matters is how it makes you feel. That overwhelming, invincible feeling. Like nothing in the world can stop you. Love is amazing.
It doesn't matter if it's romantic or not. Sure, being in love, is great, but as a dear friend pointed out to me... you are loved. You have family. You have friends. And they love you. As much or more as any boyfriend or husband ever could. I'd also be willing to bet that somewhere, someone out there is in love with you. Wishing you were in love with them.
Someone has a crush on you. Someone wants to be with you. Someone wants to fuck you stupid.
So stop whining. Stop bitching. Shut up and go find them. You know what's great about Valentine's Day? There are plenty of single people who don't want to be alone. Go to a bar. Pick a cute one. Go home with them. Seriously. Go have sex. You'll feel much better.
How's that for endearing myself to the public, eh?
So I just fired up Moulin Rouge. In part because it's a spectacular film. In part because tomorrow is Valentine's Day and ol' Moulin makes the short list of favorite love stories. Although this does remind me that I still need to go to a gods damned burlesque show at some point. But that's a topic for another date.
Despite the title of the piece, this here public service announcement is for the mens as well as the ladies. Oh, and I included the link to that particular performance for the Gleeks who might read this. Check the blonde, eh.
Back to the point. I mean it. Just shut up. All the single ladies (and fellas) bitching about Valentine's Day need to just stop. It's ridiculous. Whining about Valentine's Day because you're single is sort of like bitching about Martin Luther King Day because you're not black. And to take this comparison a step too far, (because we all know I'm damn good at taking it a step too far), rechristening the holiday as "Singles Awareness Day" isn't so far removed from hosting a Klan gala on the dear Doctor's birthday.
Here's the thing. You're upset because VD is a holiday, in essence, created for lovers. Couples. You are single, and thus the celebration holds no meaning. In fact, it's a slap in the face. A big, heart-shaped reminder of your inability to find a suitable mate. So, I wonder, how exactly is it that being bitter and hostile is supposed to improve that situation? You just come off like a bitch. Or a douche. Depending on gender. So if you're looking for reasons to explain your current predicament, start there.
Also, for this bullshit about VD being a made-up holiday... all of them are. There were no presidents born on President's Day. Thanksgiving wasn't a "real" holiday until the 1700s, about a century after the pilgrim feast. Halloween is a pagan holiday which, I'm betting, you eagerly participate despite the fact that it is unlikely you belong to any of the belief systems which would have originally celebrated such. Sort of like how you don't belong to the system for which Valentine's was created. Oh. And Christmas. A "religious" holiday which most everyone seems to partake in. Of course, some would tell you that Christianity is "made-up." At the very least, it's possible that December 25th is "made-up" as a date, and not actually Jesus' birthday at all.
So I'll admit, Valentine's Day is entirely a made-up holiday. Just like all the others. So back to the point I was making. Stop bitching.
I do not have a significant other tonight. That won't change come tomorrow. I'll be just as single on Valentine's Day as I am right now. I don't have a problem with that. At the worst, tomorrow is just another day. No different from any other.
At its best, tomorrow is a celebration of love. I hope, with all sincerity, that love is something you know. Something you have felt and reveled in. Something you appreciate. Whether you've had your heart broken or not... it is of little consequence. You knew it once or you know it now. It's not a matter of whether that love is reciprocated. It's not a matter of where that love leads you. All that matters is how it makes you feel. That overwhelming, invincible feeling. Like nothing in the world can stop you. Love is amazing.
It doesn't matter if it's romantic or not. Sure, being in love, is great, but as a dear friend pointed out to me... you are loved. You have family. You have friends. And they love you. As much or more as any boyfriend or husband ever could. I'd also be willing to bet that somewhere, someone out there is in love with you. Wishing you were in love with them.
Someone has a crush on you. Someone wants to be with you. Someone wants to fuck you stupid.
So stop whining. Stop bitching. Shut up and go find them. You know what's great about Valentine's Day? There are plenty of single people who don't want to be alone. Go to a bar. Pick a cute one. Go home with them. Seriously. Go have sex. You'll feel much better.
