Love Is Dead

Everything is terrible and I honestly don’t know where to begin. This week, like those that have come before it in this whirlwind wild year, was chock-full of enough stomach curdling bullshit to last a lifetime. But, instead of using this week’s WTF column to explore the baffling ties between Trump’s administration and Russia that are constantly being revealed, or the shitshow Uber is facing both for allegations of inappropriate workplace harassment and for use of a secret Greyball tool to avoid authorities, I want to talk about love.

Yes, I invite you to momentarily excuse yourself from the onslaught of terrifying politics and world crisis, and instead ruminate on what true love is, and what happens when we see it. This week, Amy Krause Rosenthal, a children’s author, did something unusual for her husband of 26 years. She penned a personal ad of sorts for The New York Times, outlining the many lovable traits of her husband, and seeking a lucky woman to reap the benefits and fall in love with him.

Of course, this seems highly unusual for a wife to solicit an additional romantic relationship for her husband. But, Amy, as her piece reveals, is dying of cancer. And she’ll be damned if she leaves her wonderful partner on this earth without somebody to love.

Krause writes, “I have never been on Tinder, Bumble or eHarmony, but I’m going to create a general profile for Jason right here, based on my experience of coexisting in the same house with him for, like, 9,490 days.”

She goes on to espouse his many talents: as an artist, a chef, a concert-goer, and a generally genial guy with a knack for small surprises that warm the hearts of those he loves. Jason, she’ll have us know, is a pretty great catch. And some lucky lady better take advantage of her absence and scoop him up.

So, there you have it folks, Amy might be dying, but love sure isn’t. Even in times of extreme distress, fear, and anxiety, we still have love. It might not be enough in and of itself to change the world, but it’s pretty powerful. Wouldn’t you say?

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