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A review by morgan_blackledge
Marx and Marxism by Gregory Claeys
5.0
This book reads like a Mr. Toads wild ride featuring: the bullet point basics of Marxist thinking and theory, mini biographies of Marx, Lenin, Stalin, Mao, Ho Chi Min, and more, as well as post-it note histories of Marxist revolutions, Marxist states, and the myriad atrocities, including mass murder, and famine etc. committed under their sanction.
It sounds ridiculous to cover all of that in one volume, but it’s so well done, that it ends up being a bountiful feast of nutritious food for thought.
My personal history with Marxism goes back to my earliest childhood.
My parents were 1960’s era radicals.
We lived in a commune.
My mom went to Cuba to support the revolution when I was a baby.
My dad was an activist Marxist professor (aka drug dealer) at the University of Illinois during the summer of love.
My family harbored Marxist revolutionaries from domestic and international organizations in our home throughout the 60s and 70s.
Then the 80s happened.
My dad went to work at GM after he got out of prison, and my mom ditched politics for psychotherapy and new age spirituality.
We moved to Lansing Michigan, a rust belt university/factory town, where academic Marxism and trade unionism were as abundant as filthy muddy snow and opaque gray overcast
It sounds ridiculous to cover all of that in one volume, but it’s so well done, that it ends up being a bountiful feast of nutritious food for thought.
My personal history with Marxism goes back to my earliest childhood.
My parents were 1960’s era radicals.
We lived in a commune.
My mom went to Cuba to support the revolution when I was a baby.
My dad was an activist Marxist professor (aka drug dealer) at the University of Illinois during the summer of love.
My family harbored Marxist revolutionaries from domestic and international organizations in our home throughout the 60s and 70s.
Then the 80s happened.
My dad went to work at GM after he got out of prison, and my mom ditched politics for psychotherapy and new age spirituality.
We moved to Lansing Michigan, a rust belt university/factory town, where academic Marxism and trade unionism were as abundant as filthy muddy snow and opaque gray overcast