Who Doesn’t Know This About That Masturbater, Karl Marx?

He was always a miscreant, not too unlike Hitler in personal desire or aspiration, just less marketing talent and no work ethic whatsoever. No ability to buckle down and lead a movement.

Karl Marx was born on May 5, 1818, in the Rhineland town of Trier. His parents were Jewish, with a long line of respected rabbis on both sides of the family. But to follow a legal career in the Kingdom of Prussia at the time, Karl Marx’s father converted to Protestantism. Karl’s own religious training was limited; at an early age he rejected all belief in a Supreme Being.

After studying for a time in Bonn, he transferred to the University of Berlin to work on a doctoral degree in philosophy. But he was generally a lazy and good-for-nothing student. The money that his father sent to him for tuition at the University was spent on food and drink, with many of his nights spent at coffee houses and taverns getting drunk and arguing about Hegelian philosophy with other students. He finally acquired his doctoral degree by submitting his dissertation to the University of Jena in eastern Germany.

Marx’s only real jobs during his lifetime were as occasional reporters for or editors of newspapers and journals most of which usually closed in a short period of time, either because of small readership and limited financial support or political censorship by the governments under which he was living.

His political activities as a writer and activist resulted in his having to move several times, including to Paris and Brussels, finally ending up in London in 1849, where he lived for the rest of his life, with occasional trips back to the European continent.

Though Marx was “middle class” and even “Victorian” in many of his everyday cultural attitudes, this did not stop him from breaking his marriage vows and committing adultery. He had sex enough times with the family maid that she bore him an illegitimate son – and this under the same roof with his wife and his legitimate children (of which he had seven, with only three living to full adulthood).

There is less than one in one million leftists is this current antagonism who have ever actually read and understood the true roots of their sycodouche.

And they never will, which is why I will never have an ounce of respect, and will always find them utterly dismissible.

You should read Das Kapital: A Critque of Political Economy. Most is very easy to debunk. His Labor Theory of Value is, admittedly, clever and not a clear, straightforward debunking deal. But I can do it with my brain tied behind my back. Unfortunately, it’s not usually too popular a thing around here. Only my hang-gliding is less popular.

Here’s the link to the subject article, again.