In the good old days I would start my Anti Valentine’s Day posts with something like you see below:
Valentine’s Day is a fake holiday whose sole design is to use pain and suffering to guilt people into spending money on foolish cards and foolish gifts.
I say enough is enough. It is long past time for us to push this sad day into the dustbin of history. Ban the day from our lexicon, rise up and be free. Romance should be spontaneous and not forced.
Frak this holiday. So say we all.
I am still not a fan of the day and still advocate a million man march on Hallmark, butÂ The Girl Who Made Me Forget I Hate Valentineâ€™s Day wants me to reconsider.
Her Strange Power Over Me
I am the guy who swims upstream and does my own thing regardless of what everyone else does. I am not part of the Sheeple collective yet when she asks me to concede on this small point, well I usually do.
Blame it on the power that comes with beingÂ daddy’s girlÂ and I’ll agree with you. She is and she does have it. Got to give my daughter her due and recognize she is the one girl in my life who can depend upon my feelings never changing.
It makes me happy to make her happy.
In spite of all that and her request that I be her Valentine I am still hopeful that one day this plague on humanity and scourge of mankind will disappear.
One day we will be wise enough to say we can’t take it any more and the tyranny will end and when it does we’ll celebrate. There will be parties world wide and maybe even a spontaneous Hokey-Pokey.
Just you wait, our time is coming.