![]() ![]() ![]() However much Honoré insists that the slow lane isn’t only for “affluent epicures,” it seems that’s exactly for whom his slow “revolution” is made. Only those who have it all – i.e., decadent North Americans and Western Europeans – have the temerity to proselytize that less is more. It’s difficult to muster much sympathy for harried, “time-poor” urbanites who fail to find time to make home-cooked meals or enjoy museums when there is a much bigger cult of water-poor, housing-poor, food-poor, human rights-poor (but civil war-rich) people known as The Rest of the World. However, it’s open to debate whether there is, in fact, a worldwide connection between distant pockets of people longing for Tantric sex, super-slow workouts, home schooling, Chinese medicine, slow food, and pedestrian-friendly neighbourhoods. Honoré provides plenty of anecdotal evidence that people are fed up with the fast-paced world of 21st-century hyper-capitalism, with its attendant burnout, ulcers, heart attacks, latchkey kids, road rage, low-nutrition meals, and noxious TV as wallpaper/babysitter/narcotic. Ironically, he does this through what appears to be a regimen of frantically paced travel. Honoré serves up a neo-Zen, less-is-more manifesto with In Praise of Slow. When he found himself trying to read his child one-minute bedtime stories, he decided enough was enough. ![]() London-based Canadian journalist Carl Honoré has seen the evils of the fast-paced world. ![]()
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