The Emotional Rape of St. Valentine's Day

Men the world over are gritting their teeth and sweating bullets because St. Valentine's Day is upon us. There has never been a day geared more towards women's esteem issues than February 14th! That's what it is, it's a testing of your man, it's a competition, because "you better do better than Shonda's man."

But what's the point? If I told you I loved you last night, does it mean anymore if I told you the same thing today with a dozen roses? Of if I sent you roses three weeks ago without a holiday, birthday or anniversary attached to it, does that gesture mean less because it is not Valentine's Day?

It's all show & tell! If a man does right by your standards, you're going to tell all of your girlfriends, girls on the job, chicks you can't stand, everybody! If he doesn't come correct, you're going to tell all of your girlfriends, girls on the job and your dude on the side.

In this climate of escalating costs and fiscal worry, why is it so important for a man to buy overpriced roses & chocolates, spend the PSE&G money on jewelry, wait two hours for a table at a restaurant? If "I love you" is good on March 13th, how come it just won't do today?

What's in it for a man? What does he get today? Will I get roses sent to my office? Men are strictly the customers here, aka the fools! All we get is...thee drawls! Or we don't even get that if we refuse to cave in to the foolish pressure. See, that's the gift that keeps on giving for women, or the gift that doesn't get relinquished on the 14th if there are no roses, candy, dinner, jewelry, lingerie...something with a receipt!

Can you imagine the pressure a man is feeling as the calendar flips to February? He's having conference calls with his boys, looking awkward in Victoria's Secret, feeling broke in Zales, all for what? To say he loves you? Miss me with that!

There's a certain population of women that will come to a harsh reality today. You are street booty! If you can't find dude until tomorrow or you simply get a cheesy text, you are street booty and he's spending time with the woman who got it all today. Do not cry or drown your sorrows in ice cream, move on!

Fellas, if you find that the woman you thought was your lady has received roses that cost twice as much as what you purchased, you are off the hook, because you are the glass jar man. Black folks, we gotta stop falling for the banana in the tailpipe and mainstream ideas of what should be important to us. Love is something that is to be expressed year-round, February 14th or October 23rd.

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