You know the world’s gone a bit kerflooey when The Times devotes a couple of pages – complete with a big quote from Eric Hobsbawm – to an analysis of whether or not Karl Marx was right.
Of course it being a Murdoch paper the other quotes are from careerists from Living Marxism and Spiked, and the former comic, now smug bourgeois author Alexei Sayle.
That said, Sayle puts his finger on one consequence of this rediscovery of Marx – the secret glee many leftists surely indulge in when we think no-one is looking:
From out of the dusty corners and fetid holes where they have been hiding for so many long decades of pain, his true disciples are emerging blinking into the light. At last they are being asked to write small pieces in newspapers and appear on late-night political TV shows hosted by men with strange hair, and with one voice these true disciples of Karl Marx are saying: “I told you so! I bloody told you so! I’ve been going on about this stuff for years but you didn’t listen, did you? Instead you just stopped inviting me to your dinner parties and didn’t answer my increasingly desperate text messages. Now you’re sorry, aren’t you? But it’s too late. Ha ha ha ha ha.”
Yes. Well. I’d never do such a thing. Mwahahah… oops.
Take a hundred lines. “I will not indulge in schadenfreude… I will not indulge in schadenfreude…”
