Love and Culture.
May. 6th, 2004 10:19 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bloodsong1Warning. The following could be interpreted as prejudiced. Not my intention, but you've been duly notified.
How Various Cultures View Love:
America: Sex. Sex is key. Sex is everything. It sells jeans and six figure cars, yet showing a female nipple will get you slapped by the FCC and make you a nine day wonder as EVERY news station will go on and on and on about how indecent you were. No, we're not hypocritical! It's all about the instant gratification. Love is something for women and romantic comedies.
England: Love? What is this love you speak of? Oh, emotion! Yes, we have that. Why?
Ireland: Love is a grand thing. It's what we fight and die for. Love for Ireland. And a good woman. And your kin. And death to the Sassenach! (Yes, I know that's not spelled right.)
France: Mais oui! Amour is wonderfully tragic, n'est pas? To die in a lover's arms is the best form of death. To suffer love is to live fully.
Italy: The idea of love. Such a wonderful, passionate thing. It fires the blood, si? Makes you strong. Makes you Romeo wooing your beautiful Juliet. Ah, the chase. How I love the chase.
Japan: Love is. It's a moment of true happiness that lasts a lifetime. It's realizing you are valuable and valued by someone. It's accepting who you are, completely, while being accepted completely by someone else. It is.
Spain: Love is fire. Love is passion. Love is in the eyes of a beautiful woman, in the heat of the sun during a siesta, in the beat of a flamenco dance. It is a drug you can never get enough of.
How Various Cultures View Love:
America: Sex. Sex is key. Sex is everything. It sells jeans and six figure cars, yet showing a female nipple will get you slapped by the FCC and make you a nine day wonder as EVERY news station will go on and on and on about how indecent you were. No, we're not hypocritical! It's all about the instant gratification. Love is something for women and romantic comedies.
England: Love? What is this love you speak of? Oh, emotion! Yes, we have that. Why?
Ireland: Love is a grand thing. It's what we fight and die for. Love for Ireland. And a good woman. And your kin. And death to the Sassenach! (Yes, I know that's not spelled right.)
France: Mais oui! Amour is wonderfully tragic, n'est pas? To die in a lover's arms is the best form of death. To suffer love is to live fully.
Italy: The idea of love. Such a wonderful, passionate thing. It fires the blood, si? Makes you strong. Makes you Romeo wooing your beautiful Juliet. Ah, the chase. How I love the chase.
Japan: Love is. It's a moment of true happiness that lasts a lifetime. It's realizing you are valuable and valued by someone. It's accepting who you are, completely, while being accepted completely by someone else. It is.
Spain: Love is fire. Love is passion. Love is in the eyes of a beautiful woman, in the heat of the sun during a siesta, in the beat of a flamenco dance. It is a drug you can never get enough of.
