Valentine's Day Special

Good evening, World. Allow me first to apologize for this interruption. I do, like many of you, appreciate the delights of love, the security of a familiar companion, the tranquility of relationship. I enjoy them as much as any bloke. But in the spirit of wisdom - whereby those important ideas of the past, usually associated with someone's death or the end of some awful bloody struggle, are celebrated with a nice book or memory - I thought we could mark this February the fourteenth, a day that is sadly no longer serving its proper purpose, by taking some time out of our daily lives to sit down and have a little chat.
There are, of course, those who do not want us to speak. I suspect even now minds are clanging shut and hardening their ideological defences. Why? Because while ignorance may replace wisdom, ideas will always retain their power. Ideas offer the means to thought and for those who will listen, the very power of truth. And the truth is, there is something terribly wrong with love, isn't there?
Cruelty and injustice ... intolerance and oppression. And where once you had the freedom to love with permanence and potence, you now have doubt and transience, coercing your conformity and soliciting your submission. How did this happen? Who's to blame? Well certainly there are those who are more responsible than others, and they will be held accountable. But again, truth be told ... if you're looking for the guilty, you need only look into a mirror.
I know why you did it. I know you were afraid. Who wouldn't be? Fear. Hatred. Abuse. There were a myriad of problems which conspired to corrupt your reason and rob you of your common sense. Fear got the best of you and in your panic, you turned to dating. It promised you choice. It promised you pleasure. And all it demanded in return was your silent, obedient consent.
Tonight, I seek end that silence. Tonight I put out this message to remind this generation of what it has forgotten. It was not Hallmark or Lindt that wished embed the fourteenth of February forever in our memory. The hope was to remind the world that selflessness, love, and fidelity are more than words - they are imperatives. So if you've seen nothing, if the horrors of impermanent affection remain unknown to you, then I would suggest that you allow the fourteenth of February to pass with chocolate and hearts as it always has. But if you see what I see, if you feel as I feel, and if you would seek as I seek ... then I ask you to set aside your pride and master your will, and together we will return love to its true meaning, a permanent and unbreakable bond built on action, not feelings, and together we will give the fourteenth of February over to a celebration not of mere ephemeral emotion but of union that endures all things with which this life can test it.