It has come to my undivided attention that the United Kingdom has recently anointed an individual, The Minister of Loneliness. According to my sources, the responsibility of this new individual is to figure out how to make the lonely, feel like they have a place in this world. And quite frankly, it’s about time, but that doesn’t mean that I’m not perturbed about it, and for good reason.
You see, I was the first Minister of Loneliness before loneliness was cool. I’ve been fighting this battle since I legally changed my name from John Rooney to The Minister of Loneliness back in 1999. And now, out of the blue, the Government of England created The Minister of Loneliness position, which is not just an infringement on my copyright, but a direct hit unto my heart. For years, I’ve been pleading with the government to create and appoint me as the Minister of Loneliness, as nine million Britons suffer from loneliness: fourteen percent of the population, yet they ignored every me at every turn.
If you could possess some empathy, but for a mere few minutes and step into my shoes, let me convince you of my internal struggles over this issue. What if you were the pre-eminent voice on Loneliness, and for the past 20 years, you begged and pleaded with the government to do something about it, and you got nothing in return. Not a peep. Not a care in the world. Like I didn’t even exist.
It’s like the government didn’t care about our collective well being until it became a problem monetarily. Do you know how frustrating that is? Screaming to deaf ears that something was amiss? After a while, I started to think I was going crazy. Doubts began to form inside me, and when the doubts started, so did my self-worth. All of a sudden I felt like I was alone and isolated from the world, like I was my own self-fulfilling prophecy.
I will say this, when the government finally addressed our loneliness problem, I felt vindicated, and a massive sense of relief overcame me. But that relief was very short lived as the government still wouldn’t recognize that I was the one that unearthed this problem, as it would be too embarrassing for them to admit to their mistake. So instead, using all of my data, they just stood on my shoulders as if they were giants, but little do people realize, that our government still just sees us as dollar and cents and not as real people.
I, as the real Minister of Loneliness, was on the streets for the past two decades, staring at sad eyes of my fellow citizens on the Tube in London all the way to the factories in Birmingham. Those so very lonely faces became imprinted on my brain, and I could not let them go. And I will still not let them go as long as my birth certificate proves me to be the Right and Honorable, Minister of Loneliness that I am.
People are more than a way to figure out how to balance the books based on future costs of hospital visits and medications. So that’s why I will still fight this fight, and help others feel seen and heard for their very first time.
Godspeed & Goodnight To You All.
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