Mr. & Mrs. Clark Gable, Encino Ranch 1950
I think I may be cynical. Which is worse: to be cynical or naïve? I had an alarming thought this weekend. What if the idea of long-term romantic love is just another ploy by our capitalistic media machine designed to keep us unsatisfied and ripe for purchase? I know this to be true about consumerism. It only works if you can create a need for product and that need is usually generated by dissatisfaction.
So what if we humans really aren’t a monogamous species? Perhaps we’ve just been brainwashed to perpetually seek out “the one” in an effort to keep us consuming? Is this longing for a connected love something hopefully inherent inside us or just a marketing tool? Or maybe everybody is just different and there’s no one way to be. Some of us meet someone we can stand for life while others flit from relationship to relationship like a bee seeks flowers.
Silky was a hopeless romantic. Besides her five marriages, she had numerous love affairs. But women of her era didn’t have the freedom to “shack up.” Marriage was actually a woman’s best career option before the feminist movement of the 1960s. (And fifty years later, we still don’t have equal pay!)
Is there really someONE for everyone? I met my “true love” when I was eighteen. I still view him as my soul mate, though we’re not together. So many people I know, whom I respect and admire and who I’m very close to, are in long-term romantic relationships. Most of them are traditionally married, whether straight or gay. Seriously. Happily married. My own parents have been married for over forty years!
Maybe I am consumerism brainwashed. But I still can’t help believing that there’s someone for me walking around out there that fits like a glove. I guess I’ll stick with naïve.