Schrödinger's meow

I recently came across this video. Let's watch it first and then you can stick around to read what I think... or you can just watch it and leave. Either way is fine, it's your choice.

 

[embed]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9YTTT_NJQeo#t=99[/embed]

The video came with an article and here it is. TL;DR, the article argues that what is described in the video is what the essence of love is in a nutshell or what a relationship is in a nutshell- being comfortable enough to fart/piss/poop in front of each other. Now, call me old fashioned and call me whatever you like but my answer is a sound NOPE.

Now, unarguably the most important thing on and in this world is love. That is because love is hard to find especially in this day and age. Or in any day and age. That's why love is right up there with (world) peace in any pageant girl's answer and it's everyone's aspiration in life. It doesn't get any more serious than pageants and life. So, I guess we can agree that love is something of an ideal, of a life goal for the most part and for the most of us. I dare to say that it's most God like we gonna ever get- to love another human being more than we love ourselves. It takes balls and boobs to do just that. Surrendering oneself to another is a huge risk and a huge accomplishment. You basically level-up from there.

Now that we have established the meaning and the importance of love in society and this planet we have no choice, in short*  but to call home I would like to argue why this is most defiantly NOT the indicator if you should continue or dismantle your current relationship.

On the serious side, I'm upset that someone is actually reducing something so powerful and rare, I dare saying divine to fecal matter, piss and fart jokes. I really am not missing a funny bone I'm simply sick and tired of people looking at things from a very mundane, very "precious bodily fluids" point of view. Reducing and degrading an life changing endeavour such as loving and staying in a relationship to such an ugly and nasty thing is completely wrong way of looking at love.

It actually is about how we fall into each other's arms, how we kiss, how we do all the little things that people find obnoxious but secretly wish they were happening to them.

I ask you, why the hell do we have the need to reduce everything important to the level of excretion of feces, gasses or piss? Is that the only level we can come up with? Are we afraid of the seriousness of the situation? Is THIS the way of coping with one of the most profound change in our lives, the sudden realisation that another has most of us now?

I understand the argument is about how comfortable we are around each other, but isn't that given?
I ask you, which part of the love/relationship thing would you rather:

A. Sensual and gentle moments of falling into each other's arms
or
B. Being comfortable to piss, fart and poop around each other.

/catatonic reality