Signpostings

Relationships in a World of Individualism

  • rWorld

    The rWorld is about more than Dale Kuehne's book Sex and the iWorld.
    The rWorld is a New England based, non-profit (in formation), that is composed of a growing number of people and organizations from many faith and ideological backgrounds worldwide. We believe that much of the fulfillment for which women and men are looking can be found by enhancing the quality of our relationships. While the individual freedom we enjoy in the West is a gift, the love and intimacy for which humans yearn will not be found in self-serving materialism or hedonism, but in a variety of healthy relationships.

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  • Dale Kuehne

    Sex & the iWorld

    Professor of Politics and The Richard L. Bready Chair for Ethics, Economics, and the Common Good at Saint Anselm College, Manchester, NH.

    In this blog I'm highlighting signposts of the world in which we presently reside as a means of helping promote a civil, and meaningful dialogue about what kind of world in which we wish to live. I am particularly interested in exploring how might we reconcile the individual good and the common good, and where reconciliation isn’t possible, which should take precedence and why.

    I also blog at Sharewik.com

    [Content Caution]

Dying Alone: The New Normal

Posted by Dale Kuehne on February 20, 2013

As Japan’s population ages more rapidly, and as the the extended family and the Confucian sense of care of elder dissolves, we see more and more of Japan’s elders dying alone.

As we look at Japan we are looking at a mirror.

Another signpost of the iWorld. Sigh.

http://www.bloomberg.com/news/2013-02-19/dying-alone-becomes-new-normal-as-japan-spurns-confucius.html

I fall
The golden walls surround me no more
Though I laugh
I know this ain’t no fun at all
Into the maze of pain
My soul is cast, to be raped
Screams
Torment my ears, my fate is here
The dawn no more place
The place of disgrace
Eternal dusk, my eyes are none
Through darkness I stare
My dreams are here… not
Ridden by dark lord
The mare haunts my mind
Dimension of despair
The edge of death
My hands grips – none
The fight is ended
As I’m dying alone

Dying Alone by Withered Beauty from Self-tilted CD (1998)

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