Wednesday, February 14, 2007

Valentine's Day

Some people try to say that Christmas is no longer a religious holiday. I don't buy it, not until the name of the holiday loses the Christ and the Mass, like Valentine's Day lost the Saint.

I have no compunctions about taking part in Valentine's Day activities - well, I wouldn't if I weren't an insensitive, anti-social bastard, but the principle is there. But don't ever ask me to help you decorate your Christmas tree. Or go to mass.

While today allows me an excuse to whine, I write with news. Remember that love letter we thought was lost forever? Elvi did some cleaning this week and found my first draft of the letter, handwritten on three sheets of "Borland 1992 World Tour" pad paper.

The discovery thrusts me into an ethical dilemma. I could post this award-winning letter on this here blog and you all would marvel at my craft and some, I dare assume, would fall in love with me site unseen. And we can't have that.

There's another issue, possibly greater in scope. What I post here stays online more or less forever. If I post this wunnerful love letter, I'm helping hundreds or thousands or hundreds of thousands of deadbeat men find a cool free love letter which which to impress objects of affection. All a lazy guy's gotta do is Google "love letter" and this will pop up.

Some may argue that it's my duty to help fellow men. Others would argue that I should not help lazy plagiarists.

So, readers, what do you think? Should I post it or not?

Bonus evaluation of the year:

At Concordia, students evaluate classes anonymously through a numeric scale plus two short-answer questions, one on the facilities and the other on the professor. One of my JOUR 202 students wrote "I think you're very sexy!!"

On the one hand, I'm disappointed by the use of only two exclamation points. On the other hand, I showed my evaluations to the department head and now I'm known as "Mr. Sexy" in the office.

Of course, I do have to ponder who wrote it....


Blogger Regan said...

Hey -- I was impressed that someone in a 200-level class understands the difference in "your" and "you're." She (uh... or he...) is doing better than most folks who write English.

February 14, 2007 8:35 PM  
Blogger Naila J. said...

It wasn't me! Seriously.

And maybe you should link to your love letter, hosted elsewhere, so you can remove it when you want to...or have it in windings or something!

February 15, 2007 12:02 AM  
Blogger Jeff said...

Who cares about the deadbeats? Consider what it means to your wife, instead.

You crafted something special for her, and only for her. It might be what convinced her that you are not such a tool after all.

Turning around and giving what you made just for her to random people is just not nice.

It would be like you asking me for that Reggie Jackson card back, cutting it up into 6 billion little pieces, and sending it out to everyone on the planet.

February 17, 2007 12:22 PM  

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