Detective Laura McCallister

Thank God, it’s Valentine’s Day!

Mind you, I am not a prude. I am not opposed to romance. The idea of a day to promote love ain’t at all a bad thing. And who would pass up an excuse for candy and flowers?

However, if one has spent any time watching TV since the new year began, one would be convinced that February 14th is Sex Day. Ah, the objectified woman.

Where is the romance when the TV says to send HER a pajama-gram, the one sure way to get HER to take HER clothes off?

Where is the pitter-patter-my-heart when KY Jelly proclaims it has the longest lasting personal lubricant and the commercial shows that it’s 4 AM?

Where is the mystique when an international non-profit health organization says the way to say you love HER is for HIM to hear the snip snip of the vasectomy scalpel?

For many, sex can be had without love.

For the rest, love comes before anyone else can.

In either group, love equals sex.

Geesh!