musing on valentine's day

ok, so it was valentine's day yesterday. then?

you know, it's a fact that motels get the most business during this occasion than any other day? it's as if there is this red flasing light on top of the motels saying "come celebrate here !!!"

i have several theories on this:

1. the legitimate partners want to get-away but not too expensively

makes sense, especially for those who have kids. there isn't much privacy when you expect those little feet to scamper to your doorstep and that little hand to start banging on the door with that little voice exclaiming emergency over a paper cut.

2. the not-so-legitimate couples need to get together

let's face it: motels are their haven. in a radio interview i happened to hear while in a cab the other day, the marketing manager of victoria court said they don't really care what their clients do in their rooms as long as they are not too noisy or destructive. sure, they have rules against the use of drugs and violence but can they really police that when they can't go into every room to respect the privacy of their guests?

also, who ever heard of identification cards for guests? do they really go out of their way to check if the incoming couple is truly a legitimate partnership? come on, get real...

so, legitimate or not -- including extramarital, intra-marital, or pre-marital liaisons -- partners are welcome to motels, plain and simple.

3. all these couples want to "celebrate their love"

that's my nice version for "lust."

really now. does anyone honestly believe that people go to motels to "play nice"? with the privacy afforded by these places, theme rooms notwithstanding, it's the best venue for getting down and dirty under (or over or around) the sheets!

why else would chocolate -- the most popular aphrodisiac -- be the choice gift for valentine's day aside from the heart-melting flowers?

in short, valentine's day = lust. get it?

so there, i've expressed my beef. now, to get some for myself... *snicker*

=)K