Ah, the joy of love! The sudden feeling of a flighty heart when that special someone passes by, the warm and mushy feeling of human-to-human passion, and the amorous glances and forget-me-nots that couples in love give each other to let the other person know “I [think I still] love you. Romantic love is a four season event in the world, leading to temporary to permanent happiness, spooning, sex, spooning after sex, and possibly a long term commitment. Romantic love and passion are exceedingly popular nowadays, especially on college campuses where everyone is doing their best to look and smell their best for that potential attraction. Isn’t it grand? In my opinion, I think that it’s all crap. Forget about religion for a second. Love is the new opiate of the masses. Like religion, love is a beautiful thing that is contorted, manipulated, and mutated until it is beyond recognition and is packaged and shipped into a marketable fashion. There isn’t a day that goes by where love is replaced by passion (by passion I mean sexual and personal). It’s in every pop up ad on the Internet telling me that I can match myself with a woman on FreeSingles Something OrAnother.com. It’s in every e-mail I get in my junk mail folder that tells me I need a bigger penis (It’s the American way! Bigger is better!). It’s on every television channel that is heavily laden with boobies and wieners (the adolescent way to view sex) like MTV and BET, the main source for sexual desensitization on the TV. No matter where you turn, our true reasons for love are sitting there, staring us in the face, all perky and standing at attention, or heavily caked with earth tones and hair extensions. We are falling, falling down into the pits of Passion for all of the wrong reasons. The new ideologies of romance are saturating every single media device, and are indoctrinated into society as they have been throughout the ages. It’s only natural for society to want to set standards, but I truly believe that our standards today are LOOOOW. We can’t even limbo under our standards if we tried. We fall head over heels for physiological aspects of our significant others. If it’s not how they look, it’s a part of their personality that you liked, or the fact that they’re easy. It’s always something about them that you like, and not the whole them. There’s another word for it, INFATUATION. There are so many problems when dealing with relationships because there is always that one thing you desperately hold on to about your partner while the negative aspects overwhelm. People are so concerned with trying to get some tail, or trying to fall in love because it’s the hip thing to do, that we fail to see the sacred aspects of love. With love, there is truth. Truth is an infallible concept. Truth is holistic. There cannot be love with so many weaknesses running about in a relationship. One day, look at your partner and ask yourself why you are What about the other things? Is he or she someone that you could marry? Are they truly what you’re looking for in a person? If you have problems, do they work out easily or do they just rot in the mind? Is everyone in the relationship mature and independent? Maybe I’m just a cynic. Maybe I don’t believe in love anymore. I’ll probably find my true love standing over me, emptying my bedpan of its feces and loathing when I’m old and decrepit. I just don’t want to be involved in something that is so fallacious that it bears no meaning anymore. In the meantime, I’m going to focus on something that I love a so much more than any night in bed could ever give me: Life.