Heartbreaker

It's St. Valentine's Day 2011. With that in mind, I chose a song title that several bands use for different songs. Led Zeppelin, Free, Pat Benatar and Grand Funk Railroad all have tunes with that title yet they are different songs. But those aren't what I'm whining about today. Nope, this is the day of love...or so the legend says. But a new study claims that there are many men AND women who don't like Valentine's Day. In all likelihood, they're single and can't get dates, the hype that goes along with the day bring them down even more, because they don't have anyone to send chocolates, cards, jewelry, flowers or any of the other items linked to romance to. I am not one of them. Yes, I am hopelessly single and have no hot prospects on the horizon, but I treat the day for what it is, just another day. I could have titled this after Joe Jackson's "Biology", or The Michael Stanley Band's "Chemistry", because hormones play a huge role in our mating/dating choices, but the universal symbol of St. Valentine's Day is the heart. Of course the heart is simplified to a symetrical red icon, when in reality, it's a kind of gross mass of bloody vessels and it's multicolored and hardly the thing to decorate a card professing one's love for another.
In real life, the emotions are experienced in the brain and the heart is simply a muscle that circulates blood through the body, a glorified sump pump if you will. But it doesn't sound right to say, "that girl broke my brain". I'm sure that the Zeppelin tune "Brainbreaker" wouldn't have the punch that "Heartbreaker" has. To tell a loved one that you care for them with all your brain, just doesn't do it. But neither does any other vital body organ either. Hallmark would be out of buisness if they had card that expounded on you love a person with all your liver, kidneys or intestines. So why are we so moved by the heart? Sure we couldn't live without it, but we also can't live without oxygen, nutrition, water, and shelter, and yet those things aren't associated with romance. Who is the genius that started the whole myth that the heart is where the emotion of love is centered? I don't think Leonardo Da Vinci can get the credit for that, or maybe I should say blame. It's all wrong, and as much as I know it, out of habit I still use those trite cliches as much as any other doofus. What's going though our heads when we speak of "matters of the heart"? Why is this bad habit so hard to break?
Our social system is geared towards us pairing off, in hopes of propogating the species. There aren't a whole lot of single seater automobiles on the market for losers like myself who can't connect. Ever go on vacation by yourself, and try to get a single occupancy room? Forget about it, all prices are based on two in a room, so a single person is punished for being socially awkward or undesirable by being charged more to sleep alone. Where's the justice in that? I tthink the major hotel chains should have a discount room for people who are fighting the overpopulation of our planet. You'd think these corporate titans would have a little heart, or at least some brain.