It's time to stop using the term "make love"

It's time to stop using the term "make love" in public. Or in private, for that matter. It's blarghfh. It's inaccurate. It's painful.
I had just that misfortune while watching Anderson Cooper on a 60 Minutes piece about Simon Cowell. (Why Cooper is on 60 Minutes warrants a whole other story. Why Cowell is on 60 minutes deserves solemn acknowledgement that we are all doomed.)
Anyway, during the interview, Cooper used the term "make love." And it made me want to stab myself in the ears. It ought to be banished from the vernacular. It doesn't even accurately describe what's being made. I posit that, often, neither "love" nor its spare are made. The term is a relic, codified by our inability to be forthright and candid, reflecting our continued immaturity about the subject.
I understand that, for some people at least, "sex" is too naked a term. And "fuck" isn't exactly family-friendly. But between those two - and creative terms made up on an individual basis, or in rap and rock lyrics - we're covered. Let us, my friends, lay waste to this idiotic expression. Thank you. Goodnight.