So! So! So!

Marxism!

Right!

(And here is the fight for coherency.)

The entire event was incredible. The meetings were great, the debate was fascinating, the people were brilliant (and even more talkative than usual, it seems). I had a great time, as I always do.

Perhaps the best thing about Marxism is that suddenly, your views are valid again. I spend the whole year arguing that Communism is possible, that it's not bloody immoral; I spend the year being told that my views are stupid, or at least that they "only work on paper". And there are some very very strong arguments against communism. They make a lot of sense. After a year of that, you begin to believe it. You begin to wonder if things can get better- or maybe you still think they can, but you wonder how. You forget, perhaps. It starts getting lonely. A lonely fight for a better world.

And then, in July, you are suddenly being reminded that capitalism is not a good system to live in. You hear people who know why, who have seen why, talk. You are told again and again that communism will work. That it has to work. And maybe it's propaganda. And maybe it doesn't really make much sense. And maybe I'm just dazzled by the singing and the conversation and the people and the life.

But it feels wonderful to be part of a movement again.

The workers, united, will never be defeated. Maybe we need Marxism to keep us united.