The face of Valentine’s Day is no one but Cupid himself; one little man and two tiny arrows. Does this not disturb anyone? Most people are celebrating a holiday that glorifies a scantily dressed dude who flies around shooting people up with arrows dipped in a magical potion that will cause them to miraculously fall in love. Just a heads up, this deceitful little bugger has the same job as a drug pusher by providing people with a quick fix to falling in love instead of enlightening the mind.
And another thing, at least a drug pusher has the decency to hand the stash over in a dark, secluded area so as not to disturb anybody, but no, not Cupid; not his style, not his cup of tea. He flies around with reckless abandon shooting up the place with his arrows of intoxication spreading “the love.”
Who shoots arrows, honestly? This is the 21st century. Can’t Cupid upgrade to some heavier artillery if he really wants to get the job done? Just imagine, a world filled with love struck people due to the hands of Cupid and his AK-47 loaded with the sheer power of love.
Cupid is a sad, sad man, and there is a definite need for a new symbol to represent Valentine’s Day. Or, everyone can be reminded that the real motive for the holiday is not Cupid or falling in love, but it is in fact all about the candy and pointless cards full of idiocy and drivel to suit that special somebody!
