“Love is just a lie, made to make you blue,” cries
Nazareth’s singer, Dan McCafferty, with a whinny, agonizing tone in his voice; and it is obvious that McCafferty feels what he’s singing about, and that there’s no
remedy for his ailment. And just like his
case, history is so populated with people who were as unfortunate or worse when
pricked by the sting of love; which kind of makes me wonder: is love really worth it? Because love can get you really bad if it
catches you off guard. It doesn’t matter
how though you think you are; love is no respecter of persons.
I mean, you
should see McCafferty’s face: he looks just like a real vicious, ruthless
ex-convict with no feelings... And the way he screams on some of his songs. But
there he is crying in his beer over love.
Another sad case
is Ozzy Osbourne, the diabolic madman, who was famous for the satanic
paraphernalia displayed in his shows and --especially-- for biting the heads
off doves and bats and spitting them out, while showing his face to the
audience with blood still dripping from his lips. But as horripilate as he presents himself,
his vulnerability to the tricks of love has been obvious in songs like “So
Tired” and “Goodbye to Romance,” which also attests to the fact that love will
stink when you’re not careful, even if you’re called the “Godfather of Heavy
Metal.”
And who’s not
familiar with Samson’s story of seduction-betrayal, where the mighty man felt
untouchable and never cared for anybody or anything, and who lived to do
whatever he pleased? Well, it happened to
him also; what he thought it was only lust turned out to be an affection of a
deeper kind. After he had a piece of
Delilah he found himself helplessly enamored, like never before in his life. To
the point that he even confided his most precious secret to her: the source of
his strength, which made him so powerful and sexy.
And everybody knows the rest of the story: he
proposed; they got married; he got a job flipping burgers because now he had a
family to support and he didn’t know a trade. Besides, with his criminal record
there’s no way he was going to get anything more decent… Actually, it was worse
than that: he lost all his strength because Delilah chopped off what it was the
source of it (sorry, but it’s not what some of you are thinking): his hair. After that
he wasn’t but a wimp that was easily bullied and subdued by anybody; and what
else can be worse for a man than that?
There is also the
case of Napoleon Bonaparte, the little giant whose military prowess has no
parallel in history and who also symbolizes the vindication of the little
man. He was in charge of thousands of
men who would obey the minutest of orders coming out of his mouth and execute
them to the most minimum detail. But
there was one thing he was never in charge of: his wife Josephine. He had a huge heart and he fell in love; so
much in love that his wife got him to like her even without taking showers. To
the point that every time when he was returning from campaign he would send her
instructions not to bath for a couple of days, because that turned him on and it
became his fetish. She cheated on him
and at home she called the shots. She would say, “jump” and he’d ask, “how
high?”
And I could go on
and on with stories about the trickiness of love and how much things can get
out of hand when you give in so senselessly to it. But we have to admit that with love not
everything is about agony and pain, because there are also some “happy endings”
where the person loved and didn’t have to suffer the offense. Like singer Chris Brown who, in a fit of
jealousy, was able to reclaim his honor by beating the snot out of his
girlfriend Rihanna, on behalf of all the men whose hearts have been broken --in
the name of love-- by those “sadistic,” cold-blooded women.
So, don’t be
afraid to try it yourself, and don’t let anybody tell you, because it’s you who
decides ultimately if love works for you or not. You might endorse it or disown
it; but whatever you do, don’t show all your cards and, as the song goes: “You got to know when to hold ‘em, know when
to fold ‘em, know when to walk away and know when to run.”
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