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Just reading through chapter 6 for class, will finish someday
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There are times when Marx latches onto certain topics and spends way too many paragraphs and pages belaboring the point (extreme willpower and copious amounts of snacks needed to get through these parts). But a lot of his analysis is incredibly prescient, and many of the things he writes about can be found in some form in our current capitalist world, 150 years after the book's initial publication.
Read with the help of David Harvey's companion book and lecture series.
Read with the help of David Harvey's companion book and lecture series.
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The book of the dead.
A fascinating, compelling, and interesting read, but don’t for a second forget that the philosophical ideas espoused within and in the subsequent entries, are the harbinger of more division, hate, envy, and collective bloodshed than any other philosophical text in the history of the world, all within less than 200 years. This book has become a tome which carries an evil curse; for every one person who reads it, three tombstones must be carved.
You’ll hear men of great sociological knowledge call this an economic text. It is not. It is strictly a philosophical text in complete disagreement with the entirety of economic discipline. To take this book seriously means to envy your fellow man, hate your neighbor, quit your job, and attach yourself to a tribalistic sect, either based on economic standing, or if you are inclined to the modern evolution of a Neomarxist persuasion, some immutable characteristic which will determine who you should resent, envy, and hate. Any halfway decent human being will see this book for what it is, the antithesis to a self help book.
Marx himself just sat around and passed his toxic excrement while he bummed off of the charity of family or his co-conspirator Engles who, as a halfway productive member of society, organized the latter volumes of Marx’ work into something semi-coherent. A sad little adulterer who amounted to nothing during his lifetime, one must at least credit Marx for practicing what he preached, as even in death he continues to make the rest of us pay for his ideas.
A fascinating, compelling, and interesting read, but don’t for a second forget that the philosophical ideas espoused within and in the subsequent entries, are the harbinger of more division, hate, envy, and collective bloodshed than any other philosophical text in the history of the world, all within less than 200 years. This book has become a tome which carries an evil curse; for every one person who reads it, three tombstones must be carved.
You’ll hear men of great sociological knowledge call this an economic text. It is not. It is strictly a philosophical text in complete disagreement with the entirety of economic discipline. To take this book seriously means to envy your fellow man, hate your neighbor, quit your job, and attach yourself to a tribalistic sect, either based on economic standing, or if you are inclined to the modern evolution of a Neomarxist persuasion, some immutable characteristic which will determine who you should resent, envy, and hate. Any halfway decent human being will see this book for what it is, the antithesis to a self help book.
Marx himself just sat around and passed his toxic excrement while he bummed off of the charity of family or his co-conspirator Engles who, as a halfway productive member of society, organized the latter volumes of Marx’ work into something semi-coherent. A sad little adulterer who amounted to nothing during his lifetime, one must at least credit Marx for practicing what he preached, as even in death he continues to make the rest of us pay for his ideas.