Giving up the belief in ghosts

Who says leaving your lover should be a lengthy, nasty affair? Why should many of today's sexual relationships-- many of which never even managed to assume the pretense of love-- end as if they were based on something meaningful or special like "love"? There are still fifty ways to leave your lover, one thousand and one ways to please your lover, and countless other ways to have a Cosmo-scripted, Maxim-subtitled relationship with your lover. So it seems appropriate that now we should receive advice on how to leave like "a gentleman" (aka make a clean break, cut our losses, etc.). Perhaps what might be most appropos would be to give up the ghost of love, shove it to the heartside with faith, religions, loyalty, and all those other Christmas candies. that rot teeth and stain modern, academic conceptions of progress. Why bother with love at all? Forget leaving or loving or losing-- let's just sit around stuffed with self-obesessions and call it "freedom" or that ever-sexy-to-libertarians-term "selfishness"? If it weren't for that lovely genetic je ne sais quoi of Italian-German mixes, or strange combinations of sushi and samba, I might actually be talked into believing this recipe for spiritual disaster!