Welcome to New Renaissance Magazine, the online Edition
New Renaissance Magazine is an online journal offering a holistic view of developments in the arts, science, culture, society, politics, spirituality and lots more.
In December 1989 we published the first printed version of New Renaissance Magazine, working on a small A-4 printing press in Mainz, Germany and using ancient computers and the first desk top publishing programs.
Times have changed and now here is New Renaissance magazine in a completely online format. We published the print edition right up till 2005 but have now suspended the print edition in favor of putting everything online. Take a look around and browse the categories or use the search feature to find what you need.
In case you are wondering, New Renaissance is published by Renaissance Universal (RU). RU is composed of individuals located around the world who are inspired by the social and spiritual philosophy of P.R. Sarkar. The aim of RU is to bring about a socially just and healthy human society.
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Newspoem 5 January 2017
by Paul Kotheimer
In the age of the Coup of 2017, I will stretch a canvas bigger than Guernica and depict the bleeding human viscera in the American streets. In the age of the Coup of 2017, I will hide in a foxhole writing string quartets, or wander the aisles of big box superstores, idly comparing kitchen appliances, or both. In the age of the Coup of 2017, I will post an instructional video on how to make the fascist art of the Fourth Reich, exposing the brutality of that very idea, dressed in impeccable jackboots on the bridge of the Death Star. In the age of the Coup of 2017, I will bathe the sweet-smelling heads of babies and grip the knotty hands of great-grandmothers in exchange for minimum wage, knowing all are fragile and yearn to keep breathing. In the age of the Coup of 2017, I will not let smiling Mickey Mouses or superbowl halftime shows with giant flags and dancers and fireworks and lip-synching superstars and fighter jets in formation and other amazing spectacles fill my screen time. I'll remember what it was like when your uncle's funeral procession was in the crosshairs of the killer drones during the administration of the charming constitutional scholar who won the Nobel Peace Prize. And I'll remember what it was like to be the only-half-willing killer--the video game soldier, driven to suicide after piloting those drones. In the age of the Coup of 2017, I'll watch my 15-year-old make black-eyed pea chili and worry he'll be drafted into the fighting forces of World War Three. In the age of the Coup of 2017, I will stockpile hormone pills or contraceptives in fear they won't be available once it all starts. In the age of the Coup of 2017, I'll rehearse the escape route. I'll keep the backpack in the corner, ready to grab at a moment's notice. I'll keep my passport up to date, if I have one. I'll glance at the parking lot of the mosque, anticipating the blast or the spray-painted slur. I'll hope that my bike helmet probably works for shrapnel. I'll keep trucking away at my day job, not counting on the pension which by the 2030s may or may not have been looted out of existence by hedge fund managers and the legislators beholden to them, and I'll joke about it stiffly to people a mere twenty years younger than me. I'll watch the swirling satellite photos of the atmosphere transmogrifying and the glaciers fragmenting and the tropical habitats receding and the deserts encroaching and the disruptive feedback propagating from system to system and region to region and species to species. If the planet goes barren, the human mind starves first, maybe--Mercifully, maybe. In the age of the Coup of 2017, we'll hold close whatever scrap of evidence we still have with us--the profiles of leopards drawn in charcoal in the deep caves of the protohumans of Ice Age Europe, one shellac disc of Louis Armstrong and His Hot Five, a scrap of dots from the corner of Seurat's La Grande Jatte, a half-dollar with Ben Franklin on it, a balalaika, a plastic replica of an Esso filling station for a set of O Scale model trains, an ornate archway with a chiseled inscripition, a drawer full of VHS tapes, randomly assembled from five or six different donors, but still somehow all the same, a rusted beer can with a label and brand name literally nobody you can find can remember. In short, a lot of trash that will end up buried for the anthropologists of the next millennium to dig up. I don't pity them the task of piecing together the evidence of the cause of our current catastrophe.
Trickle on Down: New CD from Dada Veda
Trickle On Down (CD)
by Dada Veda
Reviewed by Gary Levinson
Trickle On Down is Dada Veda's fourth album and a magnificent testimony his ability to evolve and grow. No long 'just a folk musician', Dada Veda now steps onto the contemporary music scene with this free-style ode to the bliss that is within reach of all living beings.
The music is contemporary, with a pronounced reggae accent. This is especially noticeable on Trickle on Down, I'm Waiting for that Time, and Drift in Bliss. Dada Veda writes the music and lyrics, and sings all the songs. Kali Wale Amen is responsible for, among other things, the arrangement and production.
Trickle on Down, the title track is especially relevant at this moment when we wait for the coming Trump presidency.
Poetry of Ed Meek
Medal of Dishonor
“If you see something, say something” –anti-terrorism poster
Medals of Dishonor, sculpture by David Smith
I see anxiety
hatred masking fear.
I see lock her up means
stop and search means
them not us. I see
black lives matter
like litter matters.
I see freedom of speech
means speak up only
if you agree. Patriotism means
salute and sing along.
Don’t think too much
about the words
Indivisible under God
In the land of the free.
I say, You deserve a medal.
Kenneth Rexroth : The Poetry of Relevance
Here is another in our series of articles on people who have been cultural "bridges," helping humanity to enjoy the diversity of cultural expression.
Making Sense Out of American Politics
Why do working class people vote for the party of the "rich people", not only in this year of the Trump phenomenon but in normal years too. Dada Vedaprajinananda offers a few reasons.
The Economics of a Three-Tiered Economy
by Mark Friedman
PROUT (The Progressive Utilization Theory) advocates a three-tiered economy, including a privately-owned small business sector, a sector of cooperatives where most production and commerce will take place, and a sector of large government owned and operated firms. Let us look into the rationale for each sector.
Size Matters: Small Business
Under a PROUT system only small firms can be owned by individuals or small partnerships. There are several reasons to restrict private ownership to small firms, involving both economic efficiency and economic justice. But some private ownership helps create a lively and varied economy.