From Wasted Lives, by Zygmunt Bauman, pg 99:
No longer a part of human destiny that needs to be faced up to in all its majesty and duly respected, death has been demoted to the status of a deplorable catastrophe, like a pistol shot or a brick falling from a roof. With the horizon of mortality effectively removed from its vision and no longer orienting long-term projects or ordering daily pursuits, life has lost its inner cohesion. Life is lived from one day to the next ‘until by a curious coincidence there is no next day’.
Mark Carrigan 