The Parallel Parliament

Glen Pearson

Posts from the “Politics” Category

Padlocking the Revolving Door

Posted on August 30, 2018

A couple of days ago, in a National Newswatch piece, I broached a sincere question: Can we actually afford the kind of capitalism we have at present?  There were lots of interesting responses, usually focusing on America as the epi-centre of economic dysfunction. So, it was surprising to read Franklin Foer’s column in the Atlantic yesterday talking about Senator Elizabeth Warren’s take on modern capitalism.  We’ve covered the feisty American senator (Ted Kennedy’s replacement) in previous posts, but with her courageous willingness to talk about the global financial order and its devastating affects worldwide, Warren is merely voicing what millions are thinking. She begins by acknowledging that her Democratic party’s recent flirtation with socialism is infusing a new generation of voters into the process, and…

Capitalism in the Crosshairs

Posted on August 28, 2018

In the midst of what was perhaps Donald Trump’s worst week of his presidency emerged a Gallup poll whose findings got lost in all the political intrigue.  To quote the poll directly: “The major change among Democrats has been a less upbeat attitude toward capitalism, dropping to 47 percent positive this year — lower than in any of the three previous measures.  In contrast, 57 percent of Democrats have a positive view of socialism.” This is significant when you think about it.  It’s the first time in over a decade that the favourable view of Democrats concerning capitalism has dipped below 50 percent – lower even than the pessimism that followed the aftermath of the 2008 financial crisis and Wall Street bailouts. To emphasize…

The Third Place (Chapter 16) – A Deeper Acceptance

Posted on August 19, 2018

The national attention brought to the Third Place by the Home Comfort feature was obviously good for business, especially after such a positive review, but its popularity was already great regardless. Still, we accommodated the heavier crowds as best we could. Yet something had altered in how people saw the establishment.  The novelty of gaining national and international attention at a time when our mid-sized city was down on its luck provided the community a boost, a sense of hope despite the difficult economic times.  Even local media picked up on the notoriety, with some even requesting Dad to do an interview.  As usual, he turned down most of these requests and chose to concentrate instead on working with his customers. For years, younger generations had…

The Third Place (Chapter 10) – The Worst of Times

Posted on August 11, 2018

Aware that the rapid movement of wealth around the globe was slowly stripping the fibre of our community from our midst, along with so many other regions that had depended on basic manufacturing for economic survival, an inevitable sense of decline hovered over our city.  Gloom was everywhere.  It began when a couple of large auto parts suppliers shut down for good but inevitably picked up speed as other businesses first cut down on their services and then closed down altogether.  Social services reported record numbers of people seeking help and even our successful local sports teams succumbed to dispiriting losing streaks.  It was like some kind of emotional plague had infested the populace. In such situations,  communities can start coming apart or drawing…

The Third Place – The Restaurant

Posted on August 1, 2018

One of my favourite memories of him was the last-minute tidy and clean he always did a few minutes prior to the restaurant’s opening.  It is a reflection that carries no timeline, since he performed this routine every day for four decades.  It never varied, not because he was habit driven but because he was so in love with the ceramic oven that he used for baking, the stainless steel sinks, lengthy counters and the always spotless floor.  When done, he passed his loving fingers lightly over the various surfaces – like a lover’s touch in an intimate moment. My father forever had a knack, a penchant even, for embracing the complexities of the world without judging it.  He didn’t so much clutch it…

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