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Is it safer to be feared or loved ?

by admin on February 14, 2010

Hello Robbin here,

With Valentines Day right here, the topic of love is in the air. To a single young female, this day is about as exciting as a trip to the dentist office for a root canal. Yeah! a day to remind me that no one will be getting any jewelry at “Jareds” and the adorable Hallmark card that I will receive will mostly likely be sent by my niece.

So in order to avoid such pain, I turn to my political theory books because they have the least to do about love, only to find Niccolò Machiavelli’s quote, “Whether it be better to be loved than feared or feared than loved? It may be answered that one should wish to be both, but, because it is difficult to unite them in one person, is much safer to be feared than loved, when, of the two, either must be dispensed with.” Machiavelli has now given me a lot to think about, for instance, “is it really safer to be feared than loved”.

Perhaps, our Italian friend knew something that we just did not; perhaps he understood how vulnerable and scary it can be to love and to be loved. Perhaps, he was not just a political philosopher but a lover who had loved and lost. As a result of that love, he got his heart broken and knew all to well about the pain that love can bring. Or perhaps, like me, he found himself in a sine-cosine relationship. A sine-cosine relationship is one where the person likes you but by the time you figured it out and start liking them back, they have moved on. Oh! To be so daft, naïve and not understanding the rules of engagement! So in that case, for all of us who have not picked up on someone liking them until it was far to late; or to those who have suffered from a broken heart and found themselves mirroring Carrie’s image, from Sex in the City, when she wakes from her Mexicoma with a broken heart, we know all to well that, yes, indeed, it is safer to be feared than loved. But the question leads to many more questions then answers. For instance, is the “safe” life the one we want to be living?

Also, is it possible, as Machiavelli has pointed out, to be both feared and loved? Can one actually have both and still be in a healthy relationship?

There is no doubt that love has served as a great muse for many artists, writers, and poets. A world without love would be a world without art, literature, and life. Imagine a world without Shakespeare’s comedies (which always end in a happy marriage) and tragedies (most notably, Romeo and Juliet, one of the most famous tales of unrequited love). And a world filled with solely fear, would be ones worse nightmare, a chaotic and disorderly world devoid of light.

So, how does one healthily blend the two? Or are the two already blended together and as long as we do not have one extreme or another, we’ll all make it in the end. Keep in mind that love, according to Pat Benatar, is a battlefield, yet, the Beatles tell us that all we need is love, and yet again according to the famous 1970 film, Love Story, love means never having to say, “I’m sorry”. So which one is it? If love is so great, why does it hurt so much that it evokes songs referring it to a battlefield and has produced some of the most amazing “screw you” break up songs when the course of love does not run true. (Yes, we are referring to you, Rolling Stones, Alanis Morrisette, Kelly Clarkson, and Justin Timberlake.)

Also, where does one find love? In this world, where we spend more time craning our necks reading our emails, updating our status on Twitter, and checking our Facebook page on Blackberries and iPhones all while developing “tech thumb”, we are missing out on the world around us and the potential for love that is passing us by each day. So therefore, we resort to using online dating sites and other alternative methods (use your imagination to figure that one out) to find our “future” mate or at least the next date because we fear the pain that rejection that we may get by asking the person next to us for a cup a coffee. In this case, we are ruled by our fear and look for an alternative way to find love. These alternative ways, by the way, can lead to many different things, including different venereal diseases.

Perhaps, our primitive ancestors understood something about love that we did not know and we need to learn from them. They seem to balance the rule by a “fear” than it turns into “love” mode and it seemed to work for them. They after all used fear to find love by going from cave to cave, waving with their clubs, sniffing out their mate, then knocking them over the head with their club and dragging them back to their cave. Viola! The relationship begins…and what other option does the male have? (Yes, in this story, it is the woman with the club dragging her mate back to the cave, we are a family blog, there is no male on female violence here.) Back then, if you made it to 16 years old you were middle age and by 30 years old you were considered a “wise elder”. Let’s face it, if you didn’t have head lice living in your beard, had most of your teeth, and were a good hunter, you were a good catch. But needless to say, the club brings fear, one gives into the fear, and the fear later becomes love… It seems simple, right? But it isn’t necessarily the start of a healthy relationship.

Alas, perhaps, using the methods of our primitive ancestors are not the best example for us to use, though, there are times where it would be so much easier to just pull out the club, hit him over the head and drag back to the cave where he will have a “good” life instead of playing the “love” game. Thus, our quest to answer Machiavelli’s question of “whether it be better to be loved than feared or feared than loved?” continues. For me, even though I agree that it is safer to be feared than loved, I stay hopelessly optimistic about love and know that it is all around me, it is all I need and because of it, I know I will make it in this world after all. As for finding the “one”, I am comforted by Lysander’s line from Shakespeare’s play A Midsummers Night Dream that “The course of true love never did run smooth.”

This Valentine’s Day, while powers that be at Hallmark and the jewelry stores define what love is to us, we need to remember that yes, it is safer to be feared than love, but who wants to live an a safe “unloved” fear-dominated world? Maybe the pain that a broken heart brings opens us to more love and provides us with some valuable lessons including learning not to live in a world of fear. Love is something we take a chance on, we compromise, we give, and we take because we believe it is all we need. It is, as Paul McCarthy once wrote, “And, in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make.”

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DATING AND THE CITY…SINGLE IN A VIRTUAL WORLD

by olympia on September 5, 2009

“Sometimes if your lucky, someone comes into your life who’ll take up a place in your heart that no one else can fill, someone who’s tighter than a twin, more with you than your own shadow, who gets deeper under your skin than your own blood and bones” –Snoop Dogg

Hello everyone,

It all started with the salon doing a Men’s Only Promotion in June. We used Groupon as our provider to get more men into the salon. Well it was fantastic, 250 men bought our Promo and the salon was flooded with: Handsome, sexy, available men. The single women getting their hair done were thrilled. I get asked all the time for dating and relationship advice (don’t laugh), so here was this great opportunity to have my single clients get together. We decided to have A Miracles Spooning Party on September 12, at the salon. Please come and have a blast. It will be our first matchmaking gig and it was the idea of one very goodlooking, single man brought in by those Groupon people. So as the head match-maker I had to do research and find out what the problem was with the Washington D.C dating scene; SO I JOINED A DATING SERVICE (yes, I really did).

I had heard of a man named Markus Frind who has a free dating site called Plenty-of-Fish , he makes about 10 million dollars a year from Google Ads on the site, and I figured if anyone saw my profile picture, I could always say I was doing” MARKETING RESEARCH” for my blog. I figured if Akon can join Plenty Of Fish and sing about it (watch Akon-Video ) then I can most certainly join and blog about it (to help the girls at the salon of course). To be fair, I also did some research on Match.com and eHarmony, but in todays economy, I dont recomend spending precious money on dating sites, when you can spend it getting your hair done, after you find the right man for free.

Plato said that “at the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet”. I became a poet at: THE THOUGHT OF LOVE. You should have seen my profile and picture! I decided to be as honest as I could on the profile. No need to act like I have it all together (I do not) but I must say…it was poetry. I posted and waited for the fakes and players that everyone talks to me about to contact me. I took down my profile after 24 hours…and here is what I found:

On the advanced search on the site I found…….14,000 men in Arlington, Virginia looking for love, dating and hook-ups (whatever that is nowdays).

In 24 hours I had 17 emails, some of them quite nice, only one creep. I specifically said that I was looking Only for Friendship. That was the truth, I am not ready for anyone new in my life.

Here is a description of the men that I found or found me: (names have been changed to protect the innocent).

TAMIL, the kind hearted recent divorce, that I met for coffee at Starbucks. He brought me a teddy bear as a gift. Handsome, sexy and very self-assured. He also talked a lot about his children (good dad is a big plus in my book). I feel that we now are friends and I hope to see him again.

TOM, a young man from California that has recently moved to D.C for work. He is looking to make new friends and forget his fiance’ that left him for the next door neighbor while he was in Asia on a business trip(ouch). We still managed to laugh while trading war stories. He is a little bit too wounded for my taste, but what a guy.

JESLIE, a good looking, warm hearted biker from Virginia. You know, your best friends older brother type? Thats him. He picked me up and took me on a ride on his Harley. The bad news is that one of his biker girlfriends saw us, and we went speeding on 95, ended up on Solomons Island, Md. What’s a little danger? Right? Anyway, he gave me a T-shirt as a parting gift that reads “Wanna Ride My Hog?”

Thats just a small preview of the nice men that I met on the site. I recommend it, sure beats sitting alone and thinking about.. HIM. Markus Frind says that “there’s plenty of fish in the world; you just need to reel them in.” I AGREE. An old Chinese proverb states that secret forces are bringing spirits together, and if man permits this ineffable attraction, good fortune comes. When friendship exists, formalities and elaborate preparation is not necessary. As for me..I have a date tonight with a fellow Greek. He is smart (degree from RIT); handsome (just saw pictures); funny; and he says he likes….. DRAMA. “We are Greeks after all.” Wish me fun.





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My Life and Love amongst the Ruins…

by olympia on July 2, 2009

Hello Everyone,

Greetings from Greece, the land of ruins. I have, after some time, come back to the place where I was born, for a long needed vacation. The town is called Kamena Vourla, and is about 90 miles east of Athens. A breathtaking lovely resort town with world renowned hot springs, that brings people with aches and pains from all over the world.

Amid this lovely setting, I sit and people watch….I watch very carefully, and the scene here reminds me of a play that became a movie long ago…..Shirley Valentine. Remember that movie? No?

Its a story of a middle-aged, working class woman that leaves a note to her husband on the kitchen table, and goes to Greece on a holiday. An uplifting story of a woman that gets the courage to let herself feel again. It’s pretty close to what I feel. Everyday life, can get in the way of a persons journey to self awareness. So, amongst the land of ruins…..I allow myself the luxury of thinking like……….Shirley Valentine.

I ask: “What happened to me?”, “when did I become stagnant?”, “is this as good as it gets?”

In the movie, Shirlie finds love, what would happen if I too found love on my vacation? Would I run for the hills, afraid of getting hurt? OR would I run over him and make him the next roadkill ? Lucky man, no? Would this man have the emotional intelligence and be brave enough to love a complex woman? Do any of those men exist anymore? IF and WHEN I do meet him……..I would tell him that……..I now love myself and that HIM loving ME, would be welcome, and I would try to be normal…….whatever that is.

Life is funny, you never know what can come your way. The main thing, is to believe and trust, love will one day come to you. So, here I am, come and find me……I AM READY!

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