Status Updates From Returning to Reims

“My youthful Marxism was thus a vector for a kind of social disidentification: I glorified the ‘working class’ in order to put more distance between myself and actual workers. While reading Marx and Trotsky, I imagined myself at the avant-garde of the people. But really I was finding my way into a world of people of privilege (..)the world of people who had leisure time available for reading Marx and Trotsky”

“As I look at my mother today, her body stiffened and painful as a result of the harsh tasks she performed for nearly 15 years (…) Even the word ‘inequality’ seems to me to be a euphemism that papers over the reality of the situation, the naked violence of exploitation. A worker’s body, as it ages, reveals to anyone who looks at it the truth about the existence of classes.”