Turned Around in the Grave.

Out of a most malicious spite
I send a vibe worldwide tonight

to all of you misguided souls
professing “love” through your bankrolls

on this “holiday” I usually tend to lean
to a position that renders me unfeeling

Because I can’t bring myself to celebrate
the barbaric silencing of a murdered Saint

I wonder if everyone feels caught in a display
like a mindless mannequin posed to sit that way

I wonder if a second thought goes out across the night
of torture, death and blood-lust behind the candlelight

as you snuggle up and whisper empty bullshit born of wine
there’s turning in the grave belonging to St. Valentine

I’d go as far to say that if he’d had the slightest clue
of the mockery his brutal execution would turn into

It is likely the good Saint might think another way, indeed
and laugh in the very faces of those he traded for the guillotine.

Valentine’s Day, Again.


So…I know that I historically lose a few followers every year for my opinions surrounding this stupid-ass “holiday“; and no, nothing’s changed.

I still think it is a pathetic show of disregard for HISTORICAL TRUTH/ACCURACY put forth especially well by my very own country men and women. It continues to be a bad representation on a humanitarian level, the very concept of it is still lacking in scruples, and the fact that so many people take it so seriously is truly disturbing to me.

In any case, because everyone insists on celebrating this warped and poorly evolved “holiday“, even now – after all this time, I say let’s celebrate it the right fucking way, at least.

Saint V was executed by the Pope for refusing to fall in line with notions that he disagreed with on a fundamental level of his own spirituality and individual relationship with God. This man went to a horrible death for what he believed to be that God’s will, in contrast to the over-imposing standard of the Vatican of his era. Modern day human beings are inarguably a shallow lot then, aren’t we? We are certainly shallow and self-absorbed enough to enable and foster the perpetuation of such an all-around bullshit “holiday” on our calendars; shallow enough to desire such a day for ourselves every year; shallow enough to be spending money on sweets and jewelry, eating over-priced candle-lit dinners, and essentially shitting all over the barbaric TRUTH behind the origins of why this date is considered to be historically notable. Such a hideously shameful display it all is; and so disrespectful to the dead guy who gave this “holiday” it’s name…but, that’s just my opinion.