Being a communist in the West is like starring in your own Lovecraftian nightmare, except instead of ancient gods and cosmic horrors, you’re slowly driven insane by the realization that capitalism is the real eldritch abomination, and it’s already eaten everyone’s brains.
Being a communist in the West is like starring in your own Lovecraftian nightmare, except instead of ancient gods and cosmic horrors, you’re slowly driven insane by the realization that capitalism is the real eldritch abomination, and it’s already eaten everyone’s brains.