by Candid » Sun Jul 24, 2011 7:04 am
Statistics suggest we were never intended to be a species that pairs for life, but Nature played a trick on us when it made us dependent for so many years. In the lower animals, where the young are independent the second they're born, the parents usually eat, mate, reproduce and die within days or weeks.
The duration of dependency in our species seems actually to have increased along with our average lifespan. Whereas once people were out breeding and earning in their late teens, it's now increasingly common to see people in their 40s still living with parents; or parents providing support until the day they die.
As far as Nature's concerned, we need only to reproduce, teach the offspring how to survive in the world, and then our duty's done. In some religious cultures men then leave the householder role and go off to meditate in caves, giving post-menopausal women what by that time is a very welcome break from sexual duties.
But we're no longer a natural species. We're so badly perverted by our culture that most of us no longer recognise a natural instinct in ourselves, much less in others. We've created films and TV shows and advertising and lord knows what that show a laughable standard that we've accepted as real and desirable. Just an example: look at the ads on TV or in magazines and see how ecstatic the models seem to be over a cup of coffee, a pair of trousers or a supermarket trolley. Then, if you need to refresh your memory, look into any supermarket and see how people really look when they're selecting their week's groceries.
It doesn't add up but we've bought it.
And what does this have to do with love? Just that love has been sold to us the same way, and we've traded real love with the appearance of love. Provided our partners look right and seem to make the right moves, we're not that keen to scratch the surface and find out who's really there. That leaves us all as actors following scripts we write ourselves, based on what we see on TV or elsewhere.
In the cave days no one thought about love. They didn't have much conversation back then, and certainly no idea of the psyche and all its ways. You saw someone of the opposite sex, you mated, you hunted or nurtured, you died. There wasn't time for the introspection we all do now.
Now, as then, every one of us is simply looking for survival -- but now we want action and pleasure as well, because everyone else seems to have it (except we're all acting, don't forget) and if we haven't got what everyone else appears to have, we feel miserable. Being miserable worries us.
The idea of power we've been sold is a lot of money or a lot of 'good' relationships, preferably both. That's why we have a 14-year-old boy on this forum trying to decide which of two or three girls he wants to have "a serious relationship" with. That's also why people in their 50s will go to extraordinary lengths to look younger and to appear happy and 'successful', when inside they're terrified of losing power. Again, look at the ads. The group we all idolise are late teens to late 40s. They're the ones who appear to be getting all the prizes... and over a lifespan, that 20 years is all too brief.
So much needless self-torture, so many people feeling forced to act a part that never fitted and never will.
I'm not cynical about love but I am cynical about any one person's chances of finding a love that will satisfy them... unless they first learn to love who they are and block out the overwhelming message that another person or another product will give them what they want.