The Parallel Parliament

Glen Pearson

Posts tagged “loneliness

The Most Terrible Poverty

Posted on November 30, 2018

We probably all know this, but in an increasingly economic world we make poverty to be something about money, or the lack of it.  Yet it’s more.  It’s one thing to lack capital, but it inevitably leads to a shortage of social capital as well. In recent decades access to economic well-being has increasingly split our modern societies into two – better known as the haves and the have-nots.  That distinction has always been there, but in recent years it has become a wide chasm that few can cross.  That leads to making difficult choices or not being able to make any choices at all. Increasingly, those being pushed to society’s margins find themselves not only economically bereft but socially struggling as well.  Regardless…

We Won’t Get to the Future if We Can’t Survive the Present

Posted on October 18, 2018

Since the beginning of time people have worried about their future, especially in days of war, transition and rapid change.  But nothing has matched the revolution that technology has introduced and the speed of change is now a light speed.  So, yes, people have a right to be worried. But before we descend too deeply into that madness, perhaps we should be worried about just getting through the present.  We’re not doing well at it.  What’s the source of that information?  Think IKEA. That’s right, a world leading furniture company that annually publishes research reports on how people live in relation to their homes.  If that doesn’t very revolutionary, think again. The most publicized finding of their most recent report involving 22,000 people in 22…

The Secret Nook – Chapter 2 (The Crash)

Posted on September 24, 2018

Such questions were her companions as she boarded the public bus, work shoes stuffed in her large faded purse, and took the daily twenty-five-minute journey to Storm’s – an efficient, if dated, family diner that had survived eight economic recessions, countless community ups and downs, demographic fluctuations and who knew how many elections.  The favourite feeding spot, situated a mere block from the beautiful downtown college campus, had been her employer for the past fifteen years and provided her the only real community Meadow had known since the death of her mother over a decade ago. It had paid her bills, enabled her to live in a rundown but always immaculate apartment, and, thankfully, kept the tentacles of an encroaching community poverty from getting too…

Summer Reflection: Any Cure For The Summertime Blues?

Posted on July 6, 2018

There are many different kinds of poverty in our world today, but one form gaining increasing attention is that of loneliness.  There’s a distinction between loneliness and the solitude so many of us seek each summer. The former is about the deep disillusionment of being alone while the latter is about the pleasure of being in our own company and finding healing in it. It is entirely likely that this summer will be plagued by more loneliness than any in recent memory.  This isn’t just a thought or premonition since there’s plenty of research and evidence to reveal that loneliness itself might well be at epidemic levels. Writing in the New York Times last April, Leah Nash made a rather stunning declaration: “There’s a mountain of…

Rudolph – More Than Just a Jingle

Posted on December 23, 2017

A man named Robert L. May, depressed and broken-hearted, stared out his drafty apartment window into the chilling December night.  His 4-year-old daughter Barbara sat on his lap quietly sobbing.  Bob’s wife, Evelyn, was dying of cancer.   Little Barbara couldn’t understand why her mommy could never come home. Barbara looked up into her dad’s eyes and asked, “Why isn’t Mommy just like everybody else’s Mommy?” Bob’s jaw tightened and his eyes welled with tears.  Her question brought waves of grief, but also of anger. It had been the story of Bob’s life. Life always had to be different for Bob.  When he was a kid, Bob was often bullied by other boys.  He was too little at the time to compete in sports. He…

  

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