The late American philosopher Michael Novack asks "Granted that I must die, how shall I live?" Most cultures, modern Western in particular, violently distract us from pondering our inevitable death. In fact the" post-humanists" propose that technology will overcome death and the consequences of post-industrial civilization. Some cultures might honor Mr. Buckel rather than pathologize him. How does one punch a hole in the dense denial of this civilization? How do we choose to "live" today without killing something? Does burning fossil fuels for electricity so I can push electrons onto your screen and put my thoughts in this time and space really do anything? Why am I here? How long do "I" have once the Arctic Sea is ice free and famine confronts us?
"At the edge of extinction, only Love remains"--G.M.