I was talking about all types of love. I wasn’t talking about using folks for self-gratification in some way, shape, or form. If that is anvil’s only experience, I feel sorrow for him.
BTW, and just because I happen to have a hot wood stove behind me, I’ve put on a pot, put some peanut oil into it, and soon I’ll have a basket of popcorn!
There is a theory which states that if ever anyone discovers exactly what the Universe is for and why it is here, it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more bizarre and inexplicable.
There is another theory which states that this has already happened.
There is a third theory which suggests that both of the first two theories were concocted by a wily editor of The Hitch-Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy in order to increase the universal level of uncertainty and paranoia and so boost the sales of the Guide. This last theory is of course the most convincing as The Hitch-Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy is the only book in the whole of the known universe to have the words DON’T PANIC inscribed in large friendly letters on the cover.
Agreed. There is such a thing as selfless love, which does not pass on DNA or provide the giver with enhanced comfort, survival, or reproductive capacity. It is rare, but it exists.
It is perhaps a mistake to assume that pity is always self-righteous, as it is a mistake to assume that love always has an underlying selfish motive.