I got a lot of flack various places yesterday from people, mostly lonely souls I surmise, who think Valentine's Day is a made-up holiday designed to enrich Hallmark along with the florists and jewelers of the world. "Spare me the clichéd gifts," seemed to be the call of the day. "Don't send me any flowers or candy. I'm not into empty gestures or anyone else's idea of how you ought to express your affection."
A lot of women were jumping on this particular bandwagon. I was left wondering, do they really want to be totally ignored on the one day of the year set aside to celebrate romance, or have they been thus far so disappointed with their prospects that they just want to hide in a closet until it's over? Is this a call to give up the chase, or is it rather a challenge to get creative? I don't really know. I did what I thought was the right thing by my wife, whom I love, and she did even better by me, so I really don't care very much what anyone else thinks about Valentine's Day.
...except that it was kind of sad to hear from so many unhappy people in such a short space of time. It was like something was profoundly wrong in the universe that wasn't going to be easily fixed.