Commercialized Love- American Edition.


The following post contains immense amounts of sarcasm.
Proceed with caution.

Ah, Valentine’s Day. That special day where you give a special someone a special gift to make them feel especially loved. Nothing says “I love you” like being randomly and spontaneously romantic on a pre-determined National Holiday of romantic demonstration. Nothing says “I love you” like giving a box of unhealthy fattening substances in the not so similar shape of a vital organ. Brings a new definition to “Eat your heart out?”, doesn’t it?

Call me an eeyore, cynical, or just a plain scrooge, but America’s celebration of love on Valentine’s is about as artificial as flavors found in Fruit Loops. Love isn’t even advertised to be celebrated through achievements, experiences, or struggles. Rather it is done through chocolates, fancy meals, and overpriced flowers(Nothing Says “I love you” like killing beautiful flowers, shoving them inside a vase where they slowly die of malnourishment, which results in rotten vegetation less than a week later. ) That’s not a confirmation of love, that’s a bribe of affection. 

What irks me most isn’t the misunderstanding about what love is- we’ve seen that messed up for years now. Valentine’s day preys on every person’s inmost fear- the fear of rejection. Whether we see someone alone, married, or dating there root message, and fear, is the same: “This person may not really love you… they need to buy you gifts to prove it!” Gifts don’t take away that fear though, because that isn’t real, perfect love.

Perfect love casts out fear. I’ve said it before and again, because it is worth saying. Having a day to celebrate love, based on fear, simply doesn’t work. Unfortunately, that’s what an American Valentine’s Day has come to represent. Every scenario in this holiday has the other questioning the motive. No present = They are not thoughtful. Regular Present= Ordinary view of me. Big Present = Do they think they have to buy my love?!… The list goes on.

Now I’m not against the principle of Valentine’s Day- that is, to celebrate the gift God has given us called “Love”. I’m simply against how our society approaches it. I’m all for showing that you love someone more than usual during certain times… but not because Society says “This is the day to do it“. If your faith and love in someone is shaken because they didn’t get you the right thing this V-Day… Maybe, just maybe, the gift isn’t the problem.

Or, I could be completely off base and not realize that large boxes of chocolates and dozens of flowers do indeed solve all of life’s relationship problems.

What do you think?


4 thoughts on “Commercialized Love- American Edition.

  1. I disagree…Chocolate definitely solves most of life’s problems :P
    But seriously, I agree with you. You bring up very good points that I learned from by reading this post. Sarcasm was an effective medium too :P And you’re absolutely right: Nothing says “I love you” more than faithfully going through life’s toughest times alongside someone. The amount of gifts given doesn’t have nearly as much as a bearing.

    But, don’t hate on flowers. The tradition of using flowers to express love and affection wasn’t something made up for American commercialism–it speaks to the life and vitality of love. Flowers are the most alive and vibrant accessible plants we have, so it makes sense to use them to symbolize feelings that make one feel so alive.
    Plus, they can also symbolize God’s command to “be fruitful and multiply” :P ;)

    • Thanks Josiah. Not sure if you’re being sarcastic about my sarcasm. lol :)

      Oh I love flowers, don’t get me wrong. I just watch and wonder Why can’t live ones be given to plant and live on rather than cut ones given to die? Course, I’ve never been in that situation, so maybe it is a twitterpated thing. ;)

  2. well…i happen to love cut flowers. a lot. (and no, i promise, i’m not twitterpated…i always have loved cut flowers). you can’t arrange several types of flowers together in a live arrangement the same way you can with cut flowers. so, you could say that cut ones that die later don’t die in vain, because the cutting allows you to appreciate their beauty in a way that might not be accomplished with a live plant (though live plants certainly are beautiful in ways that cut flowers can never be).

    but that was a tangent. good post. =] i’m all for using certain days or occasions to be more purposeful about expressing love…but if that love is nonexistent the rest of the year, what’s the point? it’s like this country song that irks me to no end: ‘if i wrote you a love song and sang it to you every day/would it be enough to make you want to stay?’ um, no. i’m sorry, but love songs (or flowers or chocolates) backed by nothing mean nothing. just writing a love song and singing it every day means nothing unless you actually love every day…or most days. loving a person day in and day out, sacrificially, doesn’t need love songs (or flowers or chocolates) to prove itself…though it can utilize those to express itself with no shame.

    that being said…i’m just enough rebellious to be ok with using valentine’s day to express love, so long as it doesn’t contribute to the marketing industry. please, please…no hearts, and NO PINK. and i, for one, would enjoy flowers more knowing they were purchased for a good deal, and not for double or triple their worth. =P

    • Great Comment Carreen, I especially like what you said here- ” i’m all for using certain days or occasions to be more purposeful about expressing love…but if that love is nonexistent the rest of the year, what’s the point?”

      That sums up so many thoughts quite well. Thanks so much for sharing!

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