A piece of mine has just been posted over on the Theopolis Institute blog, in which I respond to Kimbell Kornu’s conversation-starting essay, The Nihilism of Modern Medicine.
Modernity, however, lacks the capacity successfully to reckon either with life or with death. When life can never overcome death, merely stave it off for a time, death’s shadow lengthens over life. Such ‘life’ is thin and tragic, a life condemned to the ultimacy of futility. Such a life will be unable truly to face death and, even as it does whatever it can to turn away from it, can only imagine itself in terms manifesting its thrall to it. And, as is the case with such things, life starts to assume some of the characteristics of its moribund master.
Read the whole piece here.
Alastair's Adversaria 
Yeah I agree that things can seem normal when actually they aren’t. But this is sort of a gift. Constantly living in crisis mode isn’t good for people’s mental or physical health, and I think this is true also of constantly living with a sense of surreality.
Much to ponder.
Perhaps it could be wrapped, summed up in headline, “The vicariousness of life and death.” Personal and corporate, communal and chronological.