A review by colinhdempsey
travail salarie et capital salaire prix et profit by Karl Marx

3.0

imagine being a russian serf toiling in the fields under the harsh management of some melodramatic bourgeoisie cunt who can’t even tie his shoes without questioning how that act reflects God’s presence (aka Levin) and busting this shit out. much of this stuff is common knowledge now but when it was first published this must’ve been a real big mother fucker moment.

reading it is a sport unto itself. the sentences are lengthy, bubbling with fatty additives that bog down their flow. if most of the sentences cut half of the words out the prose would flow like butter. as it stands it tries to do too much with too many words.