I am back on the laptop for a bit, and thus with IE formatting this posting will be prettier than its preceding ugly forefathers. I am sitting here cold in my apartment reading Marx trying to digest his incoherent psychobabble about why he believes the political economy alienates labor. I have been hunting for a good hour and a half now and haven't found anthing beyond assertions that it does so and no good proof. This is going to be a joy to stomp into class tomorrow with. Sigh. If only I didn't have to fend off the flaming Marxists in my class. Furthermore, I have read the communist manifesto and find it to be full of holes. I love how hippies at my high school used to cite it as if they actually knew what it was talking about. Ditto for Rousseau and the social contract. Just remember, friend, the proletariat can never exist (if you care to know why, consider the assumptions Marx and Engels make about the proletariat and what he must do and what he must not have in order to qualify. Gender and conserative self-interest are two of them). Hahahhahaha. Thinking about that warms my blood a degree or two and now I am going to bed.