It's Valentine's week, I'll be silly if I want to

Eye-opening correspondence. You might want to sit.

Ever wondered why the people you fall for turn out to be less than ideal? Flaky. Distant. Unwilling to meet the bar you’ve lowered repeatedly?

Maybe it’s you. Or maybe, together, we can find a way to blame late-stage capitalism.

With Valentine’s Day approaching, I decided to use my latent investigative journalism skills to get to the bottom of things. Not to rationalize my poor dating choices, but because I bet I’m not alone in my predicament.

What I discovered gave me chills.

Are we mere targets in the eyes of these corporate drones? Metrics to fill out their sad spreadsheets?

Their services can’t come cheap, and extra legwork would ensure better matches. Too bad they seem as overworked as everyone. And here I was, beating myself up for not knowing how to pick them. The devil that you know / Looks now more like an angel.

Might as well give myself a break. It’s not us after all. It’s the system.

We can take comfort in that.

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