Love comes in far more shapes and sizes than what the family-values crowd condones, of course.
The meme for blind faith secures its own perpetuation by the simple unconscious expedient of discouraging rational inquiry.
I was always a kid trying to make a buck. I borrowed a dollar from my dad, went to the penny candy store, bought a dollar's worth of candy, set up my booth, and sold candy for five cents apiece. Ate half my inventory, made $2.50, gave my dad back his dollar.