Maybe you¡¯ve chosen not to notice that Sunday was the day of heart-shaped chocolates and blushing confessions of love. If so, you¡¯re in good company: According to weekly magazine ¡°Spa!,¡± the domestic Valentine market has been Ê¢¤êϤ¬¤Ã¤Æ¤¤¤ë (morisagatteiru, on the decline) for the past few years, with many companies actually banning the custom of ÁxÀí¥Á¥ç¥³ (giri-choko, obligatory chocolates) among their employees.

That may have come as good news for women who had to shell out an average ?536 (according to ¡°Spa!¡°) on those chocolates ¡ª a real ÊÖÍ´¤¤³öÙM (teitai shuppi, painful expense) for those of us who aren¡¯t exactly enthralled by the ÄÐÐÔÉç†T (danseishain, male colleagues) and ÉÏ˾ (Âᨭ²õ³ó¾±, bosses) in the workplace. ¤Á¤Ê¤ß¤Ë (chinami ni, by the way), ¡°Spa!¡± says that while Valentine¡¯s is going out of style, Halloween is on the rise. Either way, the ÑuÇ‘»áÉç (seikagaisha, confectionery companies) aren¡¯t bleeding over this ¡ª what they lose over February can be retrieved in October.

My personal feeling is that love itself is on the decline, and that no one really cares. Japanese men are notorious for their lack of interest in love and sex, and Japanese women are famed for their deep, dark disappointment in said men. Last year the Fuji TV program ¡°Tokudane¡± surveyed 3,000 Japanese males between the ages of 16 and 49, and over a third of the youngest segment declared that they were ÏÓ™¤·¤Æ¤¤¤ë (ken¡¯o shiteiru, turned off by) or Ådζ¤Ê¤¤ (ky¨­mi nai, had no interest) in sex and relationships. Apparently the ²ÝʳÄÐ×Ó (s¨­shoku danshi, ¡°herbivorous boys¡°), who waited around for women to rip off their clothes, were no longer around, having been replaced by the ½~ʳÄÐ×Ó (zesshoku danshi, ¡°fasting boys¡°), who didn¡¯t need to eat at all. (The term was coined by the same program.)