Monday, March 28, 2011
THE GREATEST LOVE OF ALL?
Elizabeth Taylor passed away last week at the age of 79, and the American film industry surely lost one of its icons.
What I found a little disturbing is that Fox News referred to Ms. Taylor's marriages to Richurd Burton as one of the "greatest love stories of all time."
It saddens me that the expectations for the sacrament of marriage in America have sunk so low that this would be celebrated.
Elizabeth Taylor was married eight times to seven different husbands. She was married to Burton twice, for a combined period of ten years.
I understand that marriages fail for many reasons, and I am not writing this to condemn divorced couples. We should at least try to remember that marriage is a sacrament and is supposed to last until "death do us part," not until you have an affair with the next person who catches your eye.
The greatest love story of all time? Really?
If we use Elizabeth Taylor's love life as a criteria, isn't the greatest love story of all time Bill and Hilary?
He certainly had more sex with different partners during his administration than any other president, not to mention providing ideas for all sorts of new uses for cigars. And they're still together today.
My parents have been married for what is closing in on sixty years.
Which makes my oldest brother close to sixty, a fact I want to point out because if he reads this I get an extra dig in.
Their marriage has endured eleven presidential administrations (well, ten and the Clinton brothel), a plethora of miliatry actions, a handful of recessions, financial struggles, and most importantly fifty years of having to put up with ME!
Isn't a story like that a better candidate for the greatest love story of all time?