all you need is love, dun dun dun dun dunnnnnn
i feel like i'm somehow obligated to give the standard apoorva, standard anti-consumerist, left wing "genuinely sentimental, not hallmark sentimental", what does this day celebrate except standard oppressive gender-role conformism replayed in the tawdry eyes of what we like to understand as romance, does this emphasize that we are all truly alone, the only real red is the red of blood and pomegranates, but its just a great excuse to say the word love - except that we don't know what it means anymore
rant.
except that i won't. year after year after year, i have loathed this holiday. for the abovementioned reasons, and for many a year the sheer push factor being that i was "alone" meaning not in a relationship of the heterosexual, physical-privilege limited, consensual variety.
i don't even know what to say anymore. the whole concept is foreign to me. perhaps because i read the national post instead of the free press this year, maybe because school is out, maybe because all of my friends are (and have been for ages) of similar mindset and the "couples" didn't go elaborate
maybe because i have distanced myself so far from everything that this 10cent holiday stands for, that i just feel a sort of foreign amusement when courted with its presence.
ha, valentines day. hahaha.
whatever?
of course, i have hardly given up the good fights. i still believe - if chocolate, fair trade. if diamonds, clean diamonds, if flowers, fair trade. whatever the hell else. if paper, recycled - the list goes on. there are always ways of manifesting attempts at responsible consumer choices in every event that you undertake...
but the fact remains, for the first time ever, i don't really give a damn. whoops?
my favourite thing was an article my mom showed to me, written by some funny guy, in the free press - he interviewed grade 1 - 3 students on what love means and other funny things ("don't give them buckets of slime!!!") and their incredibly insightful answers.
it was cute, thoroughly and unequivocally.
so valentines day, i greet you with no bitterness. for the sake of cultural immersion, i told my best friend i loved her, i thought about people that i cared about (but i do everyday...), and then for all that you were worth, i forgot you.
the only insult bigger than fury is indifference.
rant.
except that i won't. year after year after year, i have loathed this holiday. for the abovementioned reasons, and for many a year the sheer push factor being that i was "alone" meaning not in a relationship of the heterosexual, physical-privilege limited, consensual variety.
i don't even know what to say anymore. the whole concept is foreign to me. perhaps because i read the national post instead of the free press this year, maybe because school is out, maybe because all of my friends are (and have been for ages) of similar mindset and the "couples" didn't go elaborate
maybe because i have distanced myself so far from everything that this 10cent holiday stands for, that i just feel a sort of foreign amusement when courted with its presence.
ha, valentines day. hahaha.
whatever?
of course, i have hardly given up the good fights. i still believe - if chocolate, fair trade. if diamonds, clean diamonds, if flowers, fair trade. whatever the hell else. if paper, recycled - the list goes on. there are always ways of manifesting attempts at responsible consumer choices in every event that you undertake...
but the fact remains, for the first time ever, i don't really give a damn. whoops?
my favourite thing was an article my mom showed to me, written by some funny guy, in the free press - he interviewed grade 1 - 3 students on what love means and other funny things ("don't give them buckets of slime!!!") and their incredibly insightful answers.
it was cute, thoroughly and unequivocally.
so valentines day, i greet you with no bitterness. for the sake of cultural immersion, i told my best friend i loved her, i thought about people that i cared about (but i do everyday...), and then for all that you were worth, i forgot you.
the only insult bigger than fury is indifference.