Here is my snippet and you can read the rest at I need to vent (http://tovent.blogspot.com):

The Valentine's Day Conspiracy.

For all of my conspiracy-enthusiasts out there, this one is for you.

I'm just taking a stab in the dark here and saying that I think Valentine's Day is a conspiracy. Propoganda made up by retailers to get you to spend lots of money with them by hiding behind love and mushy stuff. I suspect it was started by Hallmark, Russell Stover, FTD Florists, and Victoria's Secret. Then Kay's Jeweler's and the people who make those candy hearts caught on....

Orgasms and Politics

February 13. The day before Valentine’s Day, the day we celebrate and honour erotic love in the USA. Which, of course, makes people like me laugh out loud. Americans celebrating erotic love? The same group of people who keep voting en masse to ban pleasure in all of its forms? I could spend the rest of this post linking to every news item and blog entry I can find that documents how much we hate our bodies in this culture. Our fat selves. Our messy selves. Our sexual selves. Our reproducing selves. Our natural selves. Our self-pleasuring selves. Ourselves.

essay perpetuated by the idea that my online relationship went/goes all too well for most comparisons. especially to corny wapo articles.

What started as "chat" with the otherh rapidly became "camaraderie." What spun from there was the awe we share that we ever found each other. Having spent three years never having met wasn't relevant, our Dasein didn't need a handshake, or a hug or a long, hard kiss. That we are mitdasein has everything to do with togetherness, and i'd wager, roughly nothing to do with the fact we share 24hrs a day in the same space.

there's more. and more philosophers, too!

I know it's hard for you, my baby.

Here's a snippet of my entry. :)

I'm developing a serious pet peeve.

These people and their whining about "Hallmark Holidays." And if it's Christmas, then it's "Oh, it's all just so commercialized, wah, wah, wah."

So don't make YOUR holiday about commercial stuff! DUH.

from Muse and Fury "...This version of the holiday is also the one where women and men have preset roles and obligations (think dominant/submissive, flowers, chocolate, lace, sex), and even some self-declared feminists get goose-pimply and deck out in pink and red for this day of celebrating Loooove..."

I can't find my post at Technorati, and I'm not sure why (I even pinged Technorati), but here's my link and a snippet from my post:

So, as I ponder what to write in a feminist Valentine’s Day post, I find myself thinking more about love and relationships in a general sense rather than phenomena associated with the day itself.

One of the things that has been on my mind recently is the pain that inevitably accompanies love and intimacy. When you open your heart to someone and allow yourself to be vulnerable within a relationship, you are opening yourself to hurt and sorrow, no matter how kind and generous the other person.