Relay-Version: version B 2.10 5/3/83; site utzoo.UUCP Posting-Version: Notesfiles $Revision: 1.7.0.10 $; site uiucdcs Path: utzoo!watmath!clyde!cbosgd!ihnp4!inuxc!pur-ee!uiucdcs!kaufman From: kaufman@uiucdcs.CS.UIUC.EDU Newsgroups: net.singles Subject: How Do We Love? Message-ID: <26600148@uiucdcs> Date: Mon, 18-Nov-85 15:13:00 EST Article-I.D.: uiucdcs.26600148 Posted: Mon Nov 18 15:13:00 1985 Date-Received: Wed, 20-Nov-85 00:42:28 EST Lines: 42 Nf-ID: #N:uiucdcs:26600148:000:2437 Nf-From: uiucdcs.CS.UIUC.EDU!kaufman Nov 18 14:13:00 1985 [not approved by Committee for a Macho Net; parental discretion advised] While this net has gone over (with predictable results) the question, "What is love?" I don't recall seeing anyone discuss the question of how people become in love with each other. I intentionally avoided using the word "fall" in the previous sentence; many of you perceive a distinction between loving and being in love, perhaps based on degree of commitment, but I would like to consider both together. Specifically, how does it become that one person attains a high degree of commitment to another? A related and interesting converse is the question, why does one's commitment to another sometimes decrease sharply? First, there are several things we can immediately eliminate as major factors in determining degree of commitment. It's certainly not their looks, nor even their opinions and behavior; while all of these may influence your initial attitude, the fact that she's a Republican or that he rides a motorcycle will usually have little effect on your ultimate commitment to these people, given that you get to know them at anything more than the shallowest of levels. External factors would appear to be even less relevant, unless you believe you love her because Venus was in Leo when you met, or was it just a nice sunny day? So if it's not the other person or any external influence that fully affects one's degree of commitment, it must be whatever's left that is the major influence on one's becoming in love. What's left is, of course, the self. Love is like a faucet (followups to net.jokes :-); one can turn it on and off at will with only a bit of mental discipline. I know that sounds awfully clinical, but it doesn't have to be at all, if one properly uses it. Think of your closest relationships, and ask yourself why you committed yourself to the degree you did. I expect that most of you will find the answer to be that you decided it would be that way. What's the point of all this? Perhaps it's just that I'm in the minority in that I believe Tom Frye when he says he loves those two women he met in Oregon. Why, I even feel half-close to those three, though I don't think I've even had the pleasure of exchanging mail with any of them, let alone meeting them. Impossible? No. Silly? Perhaps. Ill-advised? Not at all. Sentence fragments? Sure. Ken Kaufman (uiucdcs!kaufman) "Mashed potatoes can be your friend."