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Shopping for a gift, shopping for a date: whichever applies. You know what
I'm talking about. Unless you think I'm talking about Breakup Girl's birthday,
in which case the shopping day count is: 1.
Anyway, you-know-what's Day is fast approaching Christmas in terms of hype,
commercialism, and metric tons of red felt items bought and sold on the open
market. (Note: similarities may also be drawn to Halloween and its increasingly
narrow focus on dressing up and receiving candy from people you don't really
know.) This crass consumerism comes wih a backlash: we yearn for "the true
meaning of Christmas" in days long gone. You know, back when a child's
face lit up at the sight of an orange in his stocking, and when love
made George Bailey the richest man in town.
Likewise, who among us does not wax nostalgic for Valentine's Day the way it
used to be? You know, back when saints-to-be were beheaded for performing
marriages, and when -- as part of V-Day's precursor, the fertility festival of
Lupercalia -- Romans sacrificed goats and dogs and ran through the streets
whipping women with their skins.
This seasonal spirit of reclaiming a simpler, true-meaning past may help
explain a recent mini-trend in letters to Breakup Girl, one that was spotted by
the sharp eyes of BG's intern. (Note to independent counsel: Since Breakup Girl
currently serves as her own inner intern, she did not receive any sort of
"reward" for this job well done.) That's why this week is:
Old Flame Week.
These days, seems like everyone's writing to ask Breakup Girl about the
advisability of a "do-over" with someone from their fairly distant
past. Now, I think I see why. Valentine's Day is a time of reckoning (as in,
Breakup Mom to Breakup Dad: "Reckon we'll ever have grandchildren?"),
of settling old accounts, of opening new ones in Switzerland to cover the
chocolate bill. But when, in your Life-at-a-Glance, February 14th seems to be
blank for years to come, of course it's tempting to start flipping back
But is it a good idea? Sometimes yes, sometimes no.
Here's the deal.
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