Romantic To The Bone: A not so modern take on Valentine's day

Article first published as Romantic To The Bone on Blogcritics.org

With Valentine's Day around the corner, we should revisit the definition, and the very essence, of the word romantic.

One thing I am sure of is that St. Valentine is tossing in his grave.

Romance now is just yet another opportunity for businesses to capitalize on.

Everywhere you go: buy this, buy that. Take your girl here, then out and about over there. Wine and dine the night away, at the finest five-star restaurant that will charge you double 'cause its V-day.

SUCKERS!

Whether you fall for this depends on your definition of romance. I say V-day is for wussies!! You heard me, ladies.

Want true romance? Go back to prehistoric times. Picture this:

Prehistoric mama is snuggling with her baby cozily in the cave, by the fire, roasting some mammoth leg her man had hunted for her and the kids a few nights ago. Hunter-man has been out all day, going about his hunting-gathering business to feed his lady, his children, and their newborn.

As Hunter-man was coming home, he spotted a saber-tooth tiger lurking, blocking the entrance to his cave, posing a definite threat to the little ones and the Mrs.

Lo and behold, Hunter-man attacks the saber-tooth, stabs him two hundred times, slices his head off, skins him, and takes the fur to his beloved to keep her warm at night. Now THAT's what I call romance!

That's romance as it once was, and forever should be; not some measly guy bringing in a box of chocolates and taking his woman out for a restaurant he worked so "hard" to find a reservation at. Heck, he may even have her pay half the bill – or worse yet, she may be the one doing all the planning and in the end getting none of the fun.

Guys, romance is about taking care of your women, and fighting off the predators!

Gals, guys who buy chocolates on V-day are suckers. They should be getting you chocolates every day of the year!

My Girl From Face book: Meg Ryan From Egypt

We spend a lot of time looking for inspiration, for some hope, for some potential reason to keep us smiling and looking forward for the future.
Well, I found mine today.
A delightful, sweet, optimistic, passionate person contacted me through Face book, and we shared dreams about a public library in Sheikh Zayed.
A place where kids can read and adults can borrow books. "The Shop Around The Corner, you know, like in Meg Ryan's you've got mail." She said to me; honestly, how sweet is that !
I loved her community spirit, her will, and her oozing enthusiasm.
Such a dreamer she is! And I'm just mad about dreamers.
I don't come across many nowadays,  ever since I grew up and became an adult. When I was 18, life seemed like a perpetual series of hopes and dreams, to me and everyone around me.
I thought that this spirit was lost in time… so glad I found another dreamerJJ

Britney Spears to Follow Nancy Ajram's Lead and Issues a Children's Album

Got your attention, didn't I?

Well, if anything of the sort DOES happen, I assure you that public outrage will follow. People aren't done criticizing Miley Cyrus and the 'High School Musical' stars for being too provocative, and sexualizing youth.

But in the double-standard, hypocrisy-filled Arab world, nobody seems to care that the not-so-motherly singers, Nancy Ajram and  Haifa Wahbi, are promoting themselves to kids now through songs.

Honestly, people, how can you be so uptight and conservative and NOT see anything wrong with sexually-suggestive women, whose careers thrive solely on their ability to give men a hard on, provide entertainment for your kids and in the process be role models.

You are defined by what you do. You want to be a sex-symbol? fine, your choice. Marilyn Monroe is admired for her sexiness, Pamela Andersom for her raw sexuality. But can you imagine either of them running a children's show???
When you are a Celebrity, you have a persona--and that's what you are to your public. Haifa, Nancy, and all the lot of the look-at-me-and-fantasize singers shouldn't be allowed to have their cake and eat it too. They are NOT  Mohamed Fawzy , or even Nelly . They are what they are, and we --as audience-- should not condone what they are doing. Morals are not to be taught by someone whose name is synonymous with x-rated fantasies.
Celine Dion can sing for children, Haifa and Nancy can't.
Should you let your kids listen to Nancy's songs ??? Only if you want your kids to listen to someone has been described by  the Los Angeles Times as -- the "most effervescent of Arab sex kittens"!