In my bookshelf I keep a binder of articles I love, and a couple of them are about, well, love. One of those write-ups that remains available fee-free online is a column written by John Derbyshire on Feb. 20, 2004. In his piece, Derbyshire, a self-proclaimed pessimist, reveals that even he has a little schmoopy space in his heart.
The catalyst for such a confession was the annual "Book of Love," which is published by the New York Post as a 16-page pullout center section every February 14. The section is devoted to missives, in small-ad form, from love birds, or aspiring honey bears, to the objects of their affection. (You can check out last year's version here or simply wait one week to check out the 2010 edition.)
Derbyshire's article highlights some of 2004's most touching and funniest Valentine's Day tributes, mixing in his own thoughtful and entertaining commentary about how outpourings of love spur some hope for humanity. This article can be used to help bring down blood pressure after any of the following and then some:
* running late to yoga class because of commuter traffic and pesky red lights;
* seeing or even hearing the name of a certain former Alaska governor;
* or whatever else might be a bee in your bonnet.
Taking five minutes to read this will remind you that love is for everyone - the sweetest thing to remember Feb. 14 and the whole year through.
Sunday, February 7, 2010
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