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Love is blind

By April Labine-Katko

November 28, 2005

San Diego--The television program, Cops, would have perished after the first season if it weren’t for the steadfast fodder of human suffering. Modern romance isn’t a Danielle Steele novel; it’s a drunken lover’s quarrel, followed by tears, blackened eyes, and desperate pleas with arresting officers to the tune of, “Don’t arrest him. I love him.”

This isn’t new. But, relatively speaking, the entertainment value of emotional annihilation is a fairly recent commodity. Love has always been riddled with agony and violence. Today, it’s riddled with bullets. The pursuit of love, the lack of love, the desire to sustain love has always made people crazy. Really, love is a disease, more than anything, reducing the most iron-hearted warrior into a weeping sissy. The heart races, temperature rises, you experience simultaneous nausea and euphoria. Sounds like something people should be inoculated for when they’re young, quarantined for when they’re carriers.

"Sinkule suffered from a common female malady, the unflinching belief that a man will change." Regardless of love’s agony, people seek it with relentless vigor, plowing through an endless parade of bodies and baggage in search of something, certain that they’ll know it when they see it. Upon finding it, they become irrational and deranged, permitting themselves to be subjected to any number of sadistic humiliations just so they won’t be forced to endure another Valentine’s Day watching Love Story in the company of Ben and Jerry

And, no matter how irrational or deranged the lover turns out to be, they suffer it to the bitter end, making excuses for the psychotic mate along the way.

Some ends are more bitter than others. When Nicole Sinkule, of Oceanside, decided to give her lover a second chance, asking a judge to remove a protective court order that kept him out of her life, she was not rewarded with amorous fireside whispers. Her man showed his passion with the blow of a hammer across her skull.

Everyone is Sinkule’s life urged her against her decision. But, people in love are inconvincible.  She blamed his previous ungentlemanly behavior on methamphetamine addiction, convincing herself that he was now reformed and ready to love. Sinkule suffered from a common female malady, the unflinching belief that a man will change.

Tina Marie Stebbins of San Bernardino has the illness too. She’s planning on marrying the man who shot her and held her hostage for six days. But, all of that stuff is just a fun, little tale to tell the grandkids over hot cocoa and Oreos. After all, a bullet can’t get between “soul mates.” In a victim impact statement, Stebbins wrote, “I love Christian today as deeply as I loved him before this awful thing happened to us.”

It would seem, to the objective eye, that Christian was the awful thing that had happened. Nothing particularly terrible happened to him until the 20-year prison sentence that rightfully followed his loving gesture. Happily, Stebbins will have something to remember Christian by while he plays center in the prison shower room football game. Convicts have a lot of passion, too.

It’s true that love will make people do crazy things. And really, who’s crazier: the guy who beats his lady until she’s paralyzed from the chest down or the woman who knows he has it in him but, sticks around because she loves him? There are women in abusive situations that want out, but are terrified to leave. But, what of the woman who still smiles lovingly at the man who smacked her around the living room the night before because his steak was over-cooked?

Do these men need a lesson in romance? Is it simply that they don’t understand the delicate alchemy for female seduction? A hot bubble bath and a bottle of champagne are always preferred over the afternoon session of berating and humiliation. Nine out of ten women agree that a backrub is more sensual than being locked in the broom closet for three days. Buying her parents a nice anniversary meal at a fine restaurant is more polite than executing them in their beds.

Or maybe some women don’t realize when love just isn’t a strong enough foundation to stand on. Maybe their fear of being alone is greater than their fear of violence or death. They’ve decided they would rather tolerate sleeping with a sociopath than facing an empty bed in the morning. According to the U.S. Department of Justice, one-third of female homicide victims (1976-1999) were murdered by their husbands, ex-husbands or boyfriends.

No longer is love about the marriage certificate, the wedding album and the golden anniversary. It’s about divorce, restraining orders and death certificates. Though it is undeniably convenient to have a guaranteed date to the staff Xmas party, is it worth all the bloodshed and the swollen, morning eyes? Love is always painful, but the old-school checklist of pros versus cons might help a lady determine whether her mate is worth all that cash spent on concealer.

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Born and raised in a Northern Ontario mining town, April's hockey career was cut short when it was evident that she could not skate. It has been downhill ever since.

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