Transitional Fossil

" The question isn't "who is going to let me"; it's "who is going to stop me".
Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

How's Your V.D.??

Welcome back, dear pedestrians and contestants.

In the past I've regaled you all with tales of the Loveless and the True of Heart. With whispered hauntings of people fallen into temptation and persons burdened with chaste longings. And once again to pontificate on the state of love in this universe, which is mine.

Wrapped, am I, in the bliss and the kiss of my Love. Our path has grown in breadth and life, so many wondrous directions of exploration, bewildered expectation and greatfulness for what has been given.

Commercial aspects of Valentine's Day hav delivered the newest version of The Pill. Sprouting forth from the womb of FDA approval is Yaz. Efforts to manufacture a substance that prevents pregnancy and be ultra-hip, the Berlex Pharma chose a name that fits into the situation applicable to the product. As illustrated in the following dialogue:

Half-drunk male: Are you on the pill??
Completely wasted female: Yazzzzzzzzz!!

There has been talk of a conspiracy to market this drug to teenagers due to the FDA first approving Yaz to treat acne. However, who could ever question the credibility of a pharmaceutical company's committment to its customers.

The thing I wish to tell you is there is no simpler thing, no greater expression than love. It is a truly wondrous thing to have. It's Miracle-Gro for the soul. For all of you lucky enough to welcome it into your life, it is to be cherished. Even amongst the heat coals of debate. For those who have yet to discover or re-discover, true joy awaits.


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