Loneliness, in the opinion of a GP speaking on the radio last week, is lethal. As a killer, he said, it is as deadly as smoking. The people most at risk from the effects of loneliness are the elderly. The GP listed some of the symptoms associated with loneliness. I can’t remember them all, but depression and anxiety were among them. There followed a brief discussion of how to reduce loneliness among the elderly. Restoring people’s sense of community including, e.g. setting up befriending schemes, was mentioned.
As usual, medical science fails to see the bigger picture.
To regard loneliness as a condition, as a cause of symptoms such as depression, is wrong. Loneliness is itself a symptom. Loneliness is a symptom of autism and as such is only one of a whole raft of other symptoms, including depression.
(Autism itself is also, in fact, a symptom, not a cause. Human society has become addicted to the drug power. Autism is a consequence of this addiction and is endemic in human society.)
Loneliness, then, is a symptom of autism — hardly surprising since people who are autistic lose their awareness of other people and of their environment. The result of this loss of awareness is that they become more and more isolated from other people as well as their environment.
Healthy people i.e. people who are not addicted to power, do not experience loneliness. (Healthy people communicate well and interact fully with their environment.) The ultimate cure for loneliness, therefore, is for people to come off their addiction to power.
As to alleviating loneliness by e.g. befriending schemes, then what I have to say is this: “Houston, we have a problem!”
This problem is encapsulated in the expressed sentiment (also from the radio): “Why bother going out into the world when I can bring the world into my living room with Google.” In other words, people are no longer active participants in life, but have become mere spectators.
It was not always so. Read any Jane Austen novel. People in the 18th century had active social lives. They visited each other, they communicated face-to-face, they lives an active life within their community. They did not wait for life to come into their living room, they went out and found it.
People in the 18th century had accomplishments. Young ladies would be expected to play a musical instrument and sing, to paint or draw, to be accomplished needlewomen, to speak a foreign language, to dance, and, in general, to be a social asset welcomed at every social gathering, small or large.
People of whatever class made their own entertainment. Today, however, people have been persuaded that listening to the music of an expert is preferable to making their own. People today have been persuaded that it is better to read the works of professional writers rather than to make up stories themselves, much less write encyclopaedias etc… (A child could write an encyclopaedia but by the time the same child has reached maturity they have lost that ability, they do not see the point, they feel inadequate etc, etc.) People today have been persuaded that it is better to buy or look at someone else’s art, a real artist’s art, than to create their own artwork. People today have been persuaded to become armchair travelers instead of going out and experiencing the world for themselves. An active social life? Who needs something so primitive when we have TV and the internet???
So autism i.e. the addiction to power, has reduced people to spectators of, not participants in, life. No surprise, then, that loneliness is increasingly becoming a problem in modern society.
Living On My Own (Freddie Mercury)
Dee do dee do day
Dee do dee do dee do dee do day oh
Sometimes I feel I’m gonna break down and cry, so lonely
Nowhere to go, **nothing to do with my time
I get lonely, so lonely, living on my own.
Sometimes I feel I’m always walking too fast, so lonely
And everything is coming down on me, down on me, I go crazy
Oh so crazy, living on my own.
Dee do de de, dee do de de
I don’t have no time for no monkey business
Dee do de de, dee do de de
I get so lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, yeah
Got to be some good times ahead
Sometimes I feel nobody gives me no warning
Find my head is always up in the clouds in a dreamworld
It’s not easy, living on my own, my own, my own
Dee do de de (lonely), dee do de de (lonely)
I don’t have no time for no monkey business
Dee do de de, dee do de de
I get so lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, yeah
Got to be some good times ahead
C’mon baby
Dee do de de, dee do de de
I don’t have no time for no monkey business
Dee do de de, dee do de de
I get so lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, yeah
Got to be some good times ahead
** Yes, Freddie Mercury understood the source of his loneliness — pity he was unable to remedy his situation, pity people are unable to see or appreciate that simply to take up loads of hobbies and activities would cure their loneliness — and much else besides!