I’m getting these questions about Marx, again, over on Big Orange. “You’re against capitalism; are you some kind of marxist?” they ask. To me it doesn’t really matter: either I am a marxist or I’m not a marxist, depending on whether or not the gang affiliation of “being a marxist” means a lot to the person asking the question. But here’s a diary about old Moor, his chicken-scratchings, and his legacy.
OK, so this isn’t going to go away. I wrote a long diary on this last year, but I can see it’s time for another one.
(Reposted from Big Orange (and rewritten a bit) for the viewing pleasure of the Docudharma people)