Am I right in thinking that while ILM has an Anti-Valentines thread it doesn't have a pro-valentines day thread?

I’m young, I know,
But even so
I know a thing or two
I learned from you
I really learned a lot,
Really learned a lot
Love is like a flame
It burns you when it’s hot
Love hurts, ooh ooh love hurts

Some fools think of happiness
Blissfulness, togetherness
Some fools fool themselves I guess
They’re not foolin’ me

I know it isn’t true,
I know it isn’t true
Love is just a lie,
Made to make you blue
Love hurts, ooh,ooh love hurts
Ooh,ooh love hurts

i did buy a card, actually. i just think that song's romantic.

Or should that be on the other thread?

I come to you with empty hands
I guess I just forgot again
I only got my love to send
On Valentine's Day

I ain't got a card to sign
Roses have been hard to find
I only hope that you'll be mine
On Valentine's Day

I know that I swore that I wouldn't forget
I wrote it all down, I lost it I guess
There's so much I want to say
But all the words just slip away
The way you love me every day
Is Valentine's Day

If I could I would deliver to you
Diamonds and gold; it's the least I can do
So if you'll take my IOU
I could make it up to you
Until then I hope my heart will do
For Valentine's Day

Today isn't for prim little love notes written on Hallmark cards. At its most civilized, men would pass a billet to his object of desire that suggests a secluded place to rendezvous. Not to exchange chocolates, but to mate. February is for mating.

Hearkening back to Prehistoric times, the ancient Greeks and Romans celebrated the annual Lupercali festival in which a tribesman with an affinity for communicating with wolves would protect the livestock, and sometimes turn into a wolf himself. Elaborate ancient blooding rites involved slaying a goat that represented the flocks that nourished early nomadic humans, followed by the sacrifice of a dog, the first line of defense in protecting flocks against wolves. Goat and dog blood are mixed, a knife is dipped in and drawn across the foreheads of two noble children, the gore wiped off with wool dipped in goat milk, and voila, they're protected from wolves.

Then the fun begins. The god Lupercus commands men to behave as wolves during the festival. Sniffing butts, hunting, mating. For centuries, the Luperci observed an annual ritual of chasing women through the streets of Roman cities and beating them with leather thongs. Scholars generally agree that such a violent expression of eroticism celebrated the ancient behavior of primitive hunting tribes corraling captive women. Amazingly, this was actually toned down from the earliest Luperci who actually tore flesh with their teeth. Eventually, Romans became a bit more sophisticated and would simply bind the lady of his choice to his wrist.

One can see why the early church fathers frowned upon the worship of the leering wolf gold Lupercus. But to those who feel the Christianized holiday has become too commercial and inspid, at least there's an ancient alternative that has more BITE. Go and wish someone a happy Horny Werewolf Day and see what happens.

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