“Storgic love? That’s easy: Your dog is never shopping for a hotter, cuter, richer, smarter, funnier, more-popular family.”
That’s the seen and the unseen where you never expected to find it! Even so: You could look it up. People who rhapsodize romance typically have many, many failed romances to rhapsodize – or at least to fictionalize.
An apple is nothing without the tree it grows on, but ultimately it is nothing unless it becomes a tree from which other apples grow. The romantic or ludic love we idolize in fiction is at best the juvenile seed of the grown-up storgic love we forgot to revere in real life.
We love by, in and for families. Every other so-called love ultimately comes to nothing.
In other news:
City Journal: Backlash by the Bay: San Francisco residents are fed up with city officials’ lack of action on open-air drug use.
Bari Weiss: When a Free Society Becomes a Police State.
