Dear Saint Valentine,

You've never met me and I'm 77% positive that I have never met you. Sorry about that but all the same there is something I feel it is my duty and obligation to inform you of.
Remember how you were a martyr? That is pretty cool except for the part where that means you died but there is something to believing so firmly in something that to sacrifice life is something you are willing to sacrifice.
Remember how the celebration of St. Valentine's day originally didn't have anything to do with love and romance? I know right, crazy how some things change. I mean, how do you go from honoring those who have died or martyrs death and celebrating all they worked and stood for - to buy chocolates, roses, and don't tell her she looks fat?
Funny how things seem to shy away from the sentimental intentions to net profit and he went to Jared's.
I see the need for a revolution. There needs to be a return to a holiday that has no value other then the fact that someone did something great so let's remember them.
Take a look at these examples:
Holiday Meaning Now and Days
President's day Washington and Lincoln were great Banks closed, no school
Labor Day Labor. . . . No School
Christmas Christ's Birth Gimme Gimme Gimme
New Years Its a new year Kissing and fireworks
Arbor day Trees and arbory What?


See my point? So, Mr. Saint Valentine, I would appreciate your help in anyway possible. (Also, I am aware that you are two different people but they stopped distinguishing between you guys in the 1400s and I decided to keep up with that tradition.) (I'm pretty traditional like that.)
I suggest that we get rid of St. Valentine's day as we know it. Instead we could call it "Hey, some guys died for important stuff and I'm single Day." There, that sounds good.

Love, I mean, Cordially,

The Aware
Cyndi