Love? Give me a break!
It’s easy to be cynical about love. Besides being “what makes a Subaru a Subaru,” it’s the favorite word of all manner of popular songs, movies, TV shows, even porn. As sad as is the “hookup culture” – about which I wrote a few weeks ago – at least it doesn’t pretend to be what it’s not. It’s about sex, not “love.” Let’s face it, for young males in our society especially, the concept of love is troublesome. It comes off as a cultural construct translating into the “M” word or some similar commitment, and commitment risks freedom. It’s nebulous and ambiguous on the one hand and obvious and a given on the other. It can apply to someone in a marriage, a “relationship,” to family, to “our fellow men” and for religious people, God. At best, it’s confusing. Love in the context of God and religion may be the most bewildering. I once attended a Catholic Mass in which the priest came to the pulpit at the time of the homily and after an uncomfortably long pause to make sure he...