Re-posting an essay titled Real Men Do Romance each year on Valentine’s Day has become a Just Another Ordinary Day tradition. The essay, originally published in 2014, takes the form of a letter written to my sons, but is intended for all men who roam the earth in a state of perpetual confusion over romantic protocol, thanks to radical liberal feminist propaganda. For the record, real men do romance and real women (yes, even the liberated ones) are suckers for it…especially on Valentines Day. Celebrate and be happy.
Real Men Do Romance
Originally published February 12, 2014.
Dear Christian and Jared,
Since it’s Valentine’s Day, I want to remind you there’s something to be said for good, old-fashioned, romantic rituals. Even though you probably think Valentine’s Day is mostly a money gauging Hallmark-led conspiracy, rest assured girls still like it. And by the way, did you know Valentine’s Day was first linked to romantic love in the mid-14th century before Hallmark even existed? It was a time when courtly love flourished and a gentleman was expected to be noble and chivalrous in expressing his love and admiration for a lady. Sadly, good, old-fashioned romance seems to have fallen out of style.
Maybe guys your age think it’s archaic, hokey and unmanly to be romantic, but it’s my guess you’re simply confused by radical liberal feminist propaganda. I’m going to let you in on a little secret. While modern women (myself included) expect equal pay for equal work, are independent and make it clear we are fully capable of taking care of ourselves, deep down (even if we don’t admit it) we LOVE to be courted. Yes I said courted, as in swept-off-our-feet-weak-in-the-knees-hearts-all-a-flutter courted. We are suckers for the guy who brings us flowers, sings us love songs, takes us on real dates, opens doors, offers his coat, kills the spiders, turns off the phone and we are REAL suckers for VALENTINE’S DAY.
Christian and Jared, my hope for you is this. Someday when you find the girl who captures your heart, you will take the time to acknowledge your love with good, old-fashioned romantic rituals. My hope is you will do it on Valentine’s Day… and every day.
Now. In the meantime, since neither one of you has a sweetheart (or is willing to admit to having one) I’d like to remind you it’s been more than a decade since I received one of those red-construction-paper-cut-out-hearts. The way I see it, until you find that special someone, there is absolutely nothing creepy about your making Valentine’s Day all about me. Call, text, email… an original poem is a nice gesture, but if you’re busy, a short limerick or haiku is fine too.
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