Thursday, January 24, 2008

It's Thursday and I'm afraid of the Cold. And the Communists.

So finishing up my first week of classes, classes don't look too bad. I'm saying that now but in a week it's gonna be Oh, how I hate my classes. We'll see. What I do hate is when Communists, or are they socialists, or maybe they're Trotskyists, standing outside the student center asking people if they want to take their publication and then when you try to be nice and just take one so they feel better, then they decide to tell you it costs 50 cents. Guess y'all haven't gained the means of production yet huh. The paper is named the Worker's Vanguard, I believe, a concept that I have never been comfortable with and is mentioned only once by Marx and not well explained in the text, and mostly advanced by Lenin, I think, again. It's been a long time since I took my Soviet Union class and even longer since I read the outrageously priced Marx-Engels Reader.

Anyway, enough about me and the Trotskyists. It's freezing here and my hands hurt and my face feels like it's gonna fall off. Walking from the movie theater to the bar last night my teeth were actually chattering. But of course, this place had weather in the 60s while I was away. Here are a trio of songs that have to do with the cold. Sorta. Anyway, we got La neige, ice, and melting, which is what doesn't happen in the cold. For more Marilyn Monroe files, check out Doc Macro's page.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

yAy, for C&H! :)

Anonymous said...

Ditto

 

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