Jim Geraghty's Morning Jolt announces that he's "joining the bandwagon of Valentine’s Day Haters, or Skeptics, or Grumps."
His first two points are fine -- the holiday is brutal for single people and it's weird for children. But his third point is ridiculous:
The timing is weird. I don’t know about you, but the stretch between the Super Bowl and March Madness or Spring Training is just about the gloomiest part of the year. Anything positive associated with winter is long since spent. If you’re an area that gets snow, the novelty and fun is gone and you’re tired of shoveling. Everybody’s got colds or the flu or Bronchitis. Going outside requires puffy coats that make you look like a sumo wrestler. The ice scraper for your car is cracked. The bills for the holiday spending are coming due. You’ve probably blown your New Year’s resolutions.
Perhaps that’s why February ends up with so many holidays that feel just tossed into it: Groundhog Day, President’s Day, National Organ Donor Day, Leap Day. It’s such a miserable time of year, everyone tries to distract themselves with extra holidays.
Yes, why didn't St. Valentine have the decency to get martyred on a different day in a different month! Didn't he just get killed for his Christian faith as part of an elaborate plan to offset the mid-winter doldrums?
See, Valentine's hagiography is totally shaky (which is why this date isn't on all Christian calendars and is of less importance than others) but his feast date was established by the late 5th century. I'm no historian, but I believe that's before the first Super Bowl.
As for the rest of it -- I'm pretty ambivalent. I do like to reflect on St. Valentine and his martyrdom.
And my daughter's Phineas and Ferb valentines cracked me up (e.g. "Will You Be My Nemesis?" -- Dr. Doofenshmirtz). I love my husband and am thankful for him. But this is not a day we really mark.