In the interest of time, here's my thesis: Listen, I'm not that into Twilight--but if you are, then gosh darn it be into it.
Here's where I flesh out my thesis with anecdotal argument: I read the first Twilight many years ago when several friends recommended it. It is compelling. I read it in a day. I started reading the second one but ended up skimming until the end just to see what happened because I got sick of it. I haven't read the other books or seen the movies but I think I know basically what happens. I don't enjoy Bella. I think she's stupid and not a good example. I think her relationship with Edward is shallow and uninteresting. That said, the wildly-popular- among-teens series seems to promote abstinence. So bully for it. If my kids were older I would let them read it and see the movies if they wanted to. I'm not against it. Whatever. I don't care. I'm happy for Stephanie Meyer. Bully for her.
Of course, I think I'm "right" in my assessment of Twilight. That said, I'm into a lot of stuff that people say is dumb: Harry Potter, Lost, Barry Manilow, message T-shirts, traditional furniture, super heroes. I know other people probably think they are "right" in their assessment of those things but I DON'T CARE. And until my dying breath I will own up to my love for those things. Because--and here's the thing--I still secretly think I'm "right" about those things too. Bear with me. I'm getting to the point. (And if you don't have time, see above.)
I've noticed a lot of embarrassed/apologetic blogs and Facebook statuses lately regarding Twilight. It bugs me. If you love Twilight and are going to the midnight premier vamped out with your albino boyfriend then bully for you! Embrace it. Love it. Think it is good. If you like it, you think it's good, right? I mean, if you think it's dumb then why do you like it? Or are you just saying that because you are afraid that people like me will think you are dumb if you don't acknowledge that you know some people think it's dumb? I understand that inclination. But I'll tell you what I'd really love is for you to talk me into loving Twilight. Bear testimony of it. Be into it. Be all in. If you love it so much, why equivocate?
Loving something has consequences. I'm in bed with Comic-Con. I know I am. I think if you really love Twilight you should be happy to take your wannabe-goth-teenage-girl lumps. Look at me, for example: I own a rosewood wand enchanted with a dragon scale. Can't really be above wands if you own a wand! You don't get to love it and be above it at the same time. Because that's not true love. And if Twilight has taught us anything. . .