Where is marx?
This is Marx's native land.
Marx always has many questions: How does the progressivist ethics shape the way people believe? How does late-capitalist logic organize choice at the most microscopic level of everyday life? What things have become so familiar that we no longer notice how strange they really are? What appears unrelated, yet is in fact tightly bound together? Is exploitation and oppression truly illegitimate? Are equality and pluralism necessarily reasonable? Is staying alive always the answer that takes priority? When the very existence of such questions is mildly exiled, this small patch of ground offers a modest campfire for enlightment.
The storm is roaring. We live amid a lavish garden of consumer spectacle, and at the same time upon the ruins of collapsed grand narratives. We inhabit a condition stitched together from discontinuous moments, living in fragments where feeling and reality brush past one another without ever fully meeting.
What, then, will happen tomorrow? Marx has not given up the search for answers.
