Love, the New Dirty, Four Letter Word……

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September 17, 2011

The other day, I was in the grocery store and I saw a Mother beating the crap out of her kid because he kept asking her to buy him items that were evidently out of her budget. It did not take me long to
quickly access that this was the case, because she reiterated, by yelling at the six year old stating, “I told yo azz in da car, don’t be in here begging for Sh*t, cause I can’t afford it!” Okay, that was understood, but the child did not understand it, and here is the part that I did not understand. She saw me watching her, and turned, bold as day and told me, “Ain’t nobody gonna Love my child the way I do, and I have to teach them now that life is hard.” If this isL, then I would hate to see how you deal with someone you don’t like, let alone hate. This is where we come to our discussion for this week and the dirty word that I am quickly starting to despise myself, Love.

Love is the one word in the Bible, for all you naysayers that want to argue that we should Love our fellow man, which is defined.

7 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

 8 Love never fails

13 And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

-1 Corinthians 13

Evidently our Mom of the Year has never read this passage, and neither have a lot of other people for that matter. As a Mother, it is our job to care for, protect and see to the needs of our children. It is our job to make sure they understand what “good” Love is so they can distinguish the parameters of bad Love. However, in the name of Love, there are countless atrocities against children by mothers who want to keep a man in the home, because she Loves him. There are atrocities committed against children by fathers who didn’t want to go outside of the home for sexual fulfillment, because they Love their families. There are groups of men who Love young boys so much that they will snatch them off the street or buy one from a struggling poor family, so they can Love them to death. There are families who so Love their children they will sell them to the first truck coming, so they can have a better life and not starve. Yes, all of this, in the name of love.

    Children are not the only victims of the dirty word, so are our teens and young adults, who are convinced they are in Love. They date older guys who Love and buy them things. This Love convinces them that we are one, and you do not need a condom. Love has just given you an STD, or AIDs and therefore has just sentenced you to death. Just remember, your partner did say that they Love you.

    At any hospital on a full moon, or a payday Friday night, Love sends at least 50 women in each city to the emergency room. Their spouse, man, mate, shack up buddy, has used Love taped to a stick, to beat the crap out of them. Somehow or other he even convinced her that in doing so, Love would help her to understand his growing need to use his fist on her face. However this time, Love completely took over, went too far, and took her life force. Love is now putting him in jail for manslaughter.

Love, always protects and always hopes. This is the mantra that is chanted by millions of housewives across the world. This is the hope of spouses who know and understand that those whispered phone calls in the middle of the night, are not to your partners mother to discuss her arthritis. Love, somehow walked over to your spouse, whispered in their ear, and convinced them that they still had it. What it is, and why it should be shared, is beyond me, but the person with whom they are sharing it, Loves them. As the argument continues, while your partner is sitting there with a tub of ice cream, feeling dejected, you boldly state, “They Love me, for me.”

No, they Love your representative. The real you is a liar, a cheat and has dishonored your vows. The real you smiles in your partner’s face, while the representative is out sticking his face in someone else’s partner. Love talked you into believing your own press, your own hype and has told you that this new representative is the “real you” and that it Loves this new direction. The new direction is going to be one of loneliness. The 80’s are over, you are no longer twenty, and the only thing you can capably do all night is sleep. I hope Love was kind enough to tell you that! Love is just a dirty word used on a small scale to make others feel big.

Let’s use our dirty word on a larger scale. Let’s use it toward patriotism. Love has told many a believer that in order to get to heaven, you must love your God and your country. This Love of God and country makes you want to kill others who do not think as you think, Love as you Love, or worship as you do. Love took down the World Trade Center. Love created the Tea Party. Love created a movement of “yes, we can!” The Tea Party, Congress, and Love banded together and proved to us all that “No, you can’t.” Love of money, created balloon mortgages, Ponzi schemes, and a Wall Street that ate a country alive. Love of a large profit margin moved our businesses out of our country and created unemployment. Love has made the most powerful country in the world, powerless, and a suburb of China.

I do not like this word Love. Love is a liar. Love is misused, abused, and put on a street corner to sell itself. Love shows up to your house and whispers sweet nothings in your ear with one hand in your pants and the other in your wallet. Love uses manipulation to make you believe that it is there for you, and will forsake you for all others, while it caresses your cheek with its left hand, and smacks the butt cheek of its Lover with the right. Love calls you at night and talks to you for 30 minutes making you feel appreciated, then hangs up and calls another Bitch and tells her the same thing. Love lies in bed beside you at night massaging your ego, and next week is at a flea bag hotel with some internet person who is well hung. Love is a dirty four letter word that is overused.

Stop it. Think about what you are saying, and why you are saying it, because what you are saying and doing does not match. Love has made you into a hypocrite. Yeah, yeah, Love you too!


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2 thoughts on “Love, the New Dirty, Four Letter Word……

    Starr said:
    September 18, 2011 at 12:22 pm

    I know what real love is, that it can be painful and full of joy at the same time. I’ve been called a “Mother’s Mother” by others. I was a mother before I even had children, bandaging knees, comforting and protecting. Then when I had children I was not the “typical stereotype new Mom” – the one who boils everything & nervous. I was calm, caring and often put my children’s needs before my own. It caused my health issues at times, but they came first in my eyes. I also learned that love is sacrifice. That when a child I bore had medical needs to live, I had to make a choice that no mother wants to make. If I gave my child to someone special to me, someone who was financially set, could offer my child the best medical care, love and opportunities, my child had the chance at living. But if I chose to keep my child, unable to afford the medical care, yet having to have it done, my child would live…but our family would suffer under the weight of financial bankruptcy. My other children would suffer, their needs would not be met, my time would be eaten up by one child due to the medical issues. I chose to speak with my BF and soul mate, the man I almost married and who was closer to me than any family. The choice was made and my child was given a new lease on life. One filled with joy, laughter and love. Yet there was also sadness, sorrow and heartache, but one joy pushed all those negative feelings away. My child’s health and happiness. I also gave the gift of Fatherhood to a man who never thought he’d be one. He thanks me regularly for that gift and honor. We’ve had to repeat this arrangement a few times, due to my finances and often health issues of my children. But the fact that we share my children, that he’s the daddy, yet not the biological father is irrelevant to both of us. Even though we live in different places, I was still able to keep in touch with my children and enjoy experiences with them. But in another way, I’ve accepted that they are part of his daily life, not mine. My own children did not have their needs unmet due to the strain of medical bills, so they flourished also.
    So I know what love is, yet i also know that many abuse the word and turn it into something ugly. But I refuse to and have taught my children what love looks and feels like every day. Happily, I’m also a grandmother, though I don’t get to be with them due to their being far away. But I try to stay in contact the best way I can. I agree with your observations, but I also HOPE that those like me will continue to raise children that know what real love is. It’s the best we can do. So here’s hoping for a better, brighter and more loving future.

      Cheryl Corbin said:
      September 18, 2011 at 5:39 pm

      Starr, you said a mouthful. I am glad that you, like many mothers, have taught your children the diference betweeen good and bad love. Here is to hoping others are reading and can apply your words to their lives. thansk for commenting.

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