Valentine’s Day. Bah. Humbug. Do I really not like it?
Who actually doesn’t like a day when someone is almost forced to tell you how much they love you and give trinkets and remembrances? There are some, I am sure.
It is just a day after all. It’s not even rooted in Christianity like St. Valentine’s Day suggests. In all likelihood there was never even a St. Valentine, or if there was he wasn’t martyred on the 14th of February for refusing to marry people or whatever the Main wants us to believe.
Valentine’s Day is actually based off of the Pagan holiday of Lupercalia. Now, this whole story deserves a blog, but an informative one, and I’m not in the mode right now. Long story short, it was actually the 15th and not the 14th. Romans basically drew a lottery and whoever’s name you go, that was your sexual partner for the “festival of sexual license”. This is to say if anyone can prove anything that is written in a book (they really can’t). So, like all history, your guess is really as good as mine. Not really, but Valentine’s Day is definitely stolen from Pagans. The Christians couldn’t keep the Romans from celebrating (how could they, I’m sure they LOVED it) so they basically adopted their holiday and changed it to suit their purpose.