I'm going to watch the Barbie movie while being Cognizant of its function as a spectacle of a commodity and enjoy the aesthetic but think the dialogue could use a little more polish from the writers and then I'm going to go home and make sweet tender love with Karl Marx who will have been sleeping in my bathtub all day. And afterwards he will kiss me so tenderly and say "I'm glad you enjoyed the movie. The masses deserve to have as much joy and art in whatever they can access in their every day. It is not through media or representation that we will find liberation but the self activity of the working class in the smashing if the capitalist state. Anyway can you review this fanfiction I wrote of Engels getting down silly style for me before I send it to him?"
I think I was suffering heat stroke when I typed this pls don't cast your spell upon me















