Now listen here kid, there’s about as many proletariat in the imperial core as there are virgins in a cat house!
The labor aristocrats of the first world will scarf up treats like a kid in a candy shop after close, and they’ll step over a stiff in a shallow grave to do it!
Your goose will be cooked, served and eaten like it’s Easter Dinner if you bet your boots on first world revolution sonny!
Now look here sport! The global south must rise against the imperial core, see?
Nyeah, see, now what about alla these land lords? Why I aughtta…
edit: I realize I’m just doing three stooges
Ehhhh they’re not that different. Keep cooking.
nyuck nyuck nyuck, ya gotta go out to the provinces, see, and learn from the peasants :jabs you in your eyes: