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Valen-crimes Day
Feb. 14th, 2001 09:54 amWell, folks, welcome to yet another Hallmark Holiday! Let's all jump right in and keep the candy manufacturers, greeting card companies, and yes, even the diamond merchants off the welfare and bankruptcy rolls!
Pay no attention to the retching sounds behind the curtain. The Witch of Oz is simply expressing an editorial comment.
What really gets me is the cheek exhibited by the jewelry merchants. They talk about some of their stuff costing 2 months salary. Well, let's see... Valentine's day, Wedding Anniversary, Christmas, and the wife's birthday -- Some poor bastage is in for 2/3 of his income per year to the Diamond Merchants of Venice while his wife gets off with a tie, a reciprocating saw, sports tickets, and a few other minor things. These pushy bastards need to die.
And let's see... what do you do on Valen-crimes Day? Go out to dinner. So, you squeeze into an overcrowded and overpriced restaurant, to be served by an overworked person who is resentful as hell because either (1) their special person is sitting at home growling about how they don't get to share this "Special Day" with their love or (2) wants everyone in the restaurant to die because they live alone with 4 cats and a neurotic Bichon Frise and haven't had a date since 1987. That sounds like fun.
And while we're on the topic, the people living solo are getting the spiritually uplifting experience of seeing others get gifts and flowers and cards, an acute reminder that they are alone, so "Nyah Nyah, you don't get any." The bell towers should be crowded today.
Harlan Ellison has written several rants about how he hates Christmas. But he's missing the real annoyance. A stupid holiday in the middle of February designed by sadists who hate everyone.
So, how's your day?
Pay no attention to the retching sounds behind the curtain. The Witch of Oz is simply expressing an editorial comment.
What really gets me is the cheek exhibited by the jewelry merchants. They talk about some of their stuff costing 2 months salary. Well, let's see... Valentine's day, Wedding Anniversary, Christmas, and the wife's birthday -- Some poor bastage is in for 2/3 of his income per year to the Diamond Merchants of Venice while his wife gets off with a tie, a reciprocating saw, sports tickets, and a few other minor things. These pushy bastards need to die.
And let's see... what do you do on Valen-crimes Day? Go out to dinner. So, you squeeze into an overcrowded and overpriced restaurant, to be served by an overworked person who is resentful as hell because either (1) their special person is sitting at home growling about how they don't get to share this "Special Day" with their love or (2) wants everyone in the restaurant to die because they live alone with 4 cats and a neurotic Bichon Frise and haven't had a date since 1987. That sounds like fun.
And while we're on the topic, the people living solo are getting the spiritually uplifting experience of seeing others get gifts and flowers and cards, an acute reminder that they are alone, so "Nyah Nyah, you don't get any." The bell towers should be crowded today.
Harlan Ellison has written several rants about how he hates Christmas. But he's missing the real annoyance. A stupid holiday in the middle of February designed by sadists who hate everyone.
So, how's your day?
