Romantic or creepy?

So in her editorial today, Maureen Dowd talks about Obama's new attempt at wooing the female voter.

Later, at a Scranton town hall, [Barack Obama] went up to Denise Mercuri, a pharmacist from Dunmore wearing a Hillary button. “What do I need to do? Do you want me on my knees?” he charmed, before promising: “I’ll give you a kiss.”

This sort of proves a point I made to a friend yesterday. Romantic gestures are essentially just creepy gestures performed by attractive people. Think about it. Imagine John Cussack standing on your lawn, holding up a boombox crooning sweet love songs to you. Now imagine that same scenario, but with Johnny replaced by that guy on the subway who spent just a tad too much time staring at your crotch.

Fortunately, its all relative. The important thing is that you are equal to or more attractive than the lucky subject of your romantic advances. Clearly, since romance is such a complicated and beautiful art, which poets and philosophers have spent centuries contemplating, there are other factors to take into consideration. Primarily, body odor.