Marx in 'Capital' criticises capitalism as being wasteful,
if we look at unemployment, the crap on the TV and Radio. The emptiness of much of the education system.
The culture of crime and fear which infiltrates peoples life.If we look at the dire poverty in the third world. And
then who will go around saying capitalism works. The ones who are happy, with an 'I am alright Jack' mentality.These people are conservatives. They have got a few more crumbs of the rich man's than a crippled Afgan child.
So they become loyal to the State, support the war.
After all they believe it is their side.
Now they all read Animal Farm which proves that Communism does nt work. They point to Stalin and corruption in the workers movement but they can't see
their own petty corruption. They want to believe communism doesnt work, they don't want it to work,
because they think they are too weak and powerless to do anything about it. They go on about selfish human nature because they are the ones who are selfish but in the most short sighted manner. They can't see that they are helping to destroy the future. For the State that they are loyal to, is polluting the planet. At the end of the day they can't really be bothered with politics
because it means thinking about the planet seriously.
These people have no solutions and have blind faith that the crumbs will keep on coming off the rich man's table. Unfortunately, it takes tragedy to move them at all and usually they go the wrong way at first , but
if they don't die miserable, they might have found the natural home of humanity, in the resistance.
(Edited by peaccenicked at 4:35 pm on Jan. 6, 2002)
Man's dearest possession is life, and since it is given to him to live but once.He must so live that dying he can say, all my life and all my strength have been given to the greatest cause in the world, the liberation of mankind
Ostrovski
Muriel Spark:
If I had my life to live over again I should form the habit of nightly composing myself to thoughts of death. I would practice, as it were, the remembrance of death. There is no other practice which so intensifies life. Death, when it approaches, ought not to take one by surprise. It should be part of the full expectancy of life. Without an ever-present sense of death life is insipid. You might as well live on the whites of eggs.