The item was circulating for a while '. But strangely silent. There almost ashamed to say it clearly. Even the news, even those driven by gossip, not even those of the dog that did 300Km to find his mistress have spoken. The silence, dumb and scary as a black plague that circulated by word of mouth. And yet it success.
A story so strange as to appear real. Yet it is not for me. I know, I, I've always been a man of science, I, a man loyal to realism, to reason, the certainty, to the explanation ... materialist and atheist. And now I find myself at the mercy of this spell, driven by some kind of hidden strength in going to discover, watch more closely this strange phenomenon of which all speak quietly anxious. Perhaps it is my faith in reason to push. My faith.
I spent the exit of Bologna. From Radio London Calling by The Clash. I'm tense. This does not please me at all and I wonder why the editors of the newspaper sent me just for this sort of thing. The know what I think. This kind of rubbish then, it is not from them. Yes, the problem is that it does not seem rubbish, it seems the usual stuff, I know, I know stuff is crazy, but I do not even know this story. This story.
Ore 12.23. Arrival in the village. 2000 souls. 2015 bodies. The remaining 15 say they have played for the soul Karina. A Russian who moved here after the collapse of the Wall. Or rather, she says, after the collapse of the USSR. But it is the same. Karina rounded off its revenue. Also in his apartment. Between a picture of Lenin and a companion of Saint Nicholas. But, as she said, is the same. Karina worked for free but when it came to poor bastards. He told them: Now I'll explain what socialism. And once out of there was to be bet for those who had voted.
Ore 12.34. Here I am this is the place. It's here. Around me a crowd of crazies. Of every kind. They start kicking, flying insults and fights. Faithful of the various congregations are gathered here to watch the event. We are everyone, male or who ever can imagine. There were 15 training Trotskyites, 11 Marxist-Leninist-Stalinist Maoist including 7, 3 and only Stalin only a Maoist. There were the Communists of the new millennium, the Marxist Catholics, Guevara, the Castro, the Third World, feminists, Marxists, Gramsci, the Luxemburg, and many acronyms scattered. Then there were the Socialists, the Social Democrats, the Reformers Socialists, the Social Revolutionaries, and even a symbol of unknown Marxists right. It was a Babel. It was hell.
At one point he approached this sort of guru. He was a boy of 22 years, which no one would give a penny. He was dressed in jeans, a black shirt and Converse of Dream Theater. He went silent for sure for a moment and raised his hand to attract the attention of all. The crowd stopped suddenly at war, all holding out the look at the boy. He began: care companions and dear friends gathered here / i, are about to witness a unique revelation. Many of you will probably be full of doubt and skepticism, but have faith. The Master spoke to me here on this rock from which now I'm talking about. Now a week ago and told me that you gather from all over the world. She said so, here called all those who still refer to my name and portals in this place in a week and reappear at the same time I'll tell them the great secret. Well
the apparition took place at 12.45 and there is only a minute. For this go down and let the teacher appears to speak.
The crowd fell silent. There were those who began to kneel, to those who cry and pray, some to tear their clothes off. At 12:45 a punctual light blinded everyone. From that light came slowly, its silhouette. Unbelievable. It can not be true and yet it was there. It is here in front of my eyes. Karl Marx. The crowd
increasingly incredulous and dumbfounded not knowing what to do, someone speaks of a closed fist, but Marx calmed them all with a smile. And then he began: Comrades come here, appears to you that ye may know from my living words the great secret. I've found in life to posterity the great secret of the machine that is more evil and destructive man has ever created: capitalism. I have found for you alienating its intrinsic mechanisms, its continued exploitation, its eternal contradictions. I have also explained the ultimate goal of the working class, revolutionary force, the role of the party organization of the working class. I've told finally Workers of the world unite! But you only answer you have divided into a thousand sects, declare their faith in this or that leader in relation to his thought, and even this is enough. You have created the church in my honor, rather than the liberation of the proletariat. Just as the church created the clergy, rather than the liberation of souls. Then you want to know something. You are idiots. Here's what you are.
The crowd began to rumble inside the first, he felt they say is true is true. The fault lies with the Stalinists, obsessed with the cult of personality, and then: No you are traitors Trotskyites, and you then Social Fascists, that you are, revisionists! Shooting the crowd to rage, fights to create one another. As long as Marx shouted angrily: dickhead! the crowd stood still turned towards the rock and saw the Master with eyes of fire watch Saving Silverman. The crowd began to become exhausted clash against him rather than herself. But who the hell are you? eh? Who are you? You're just a crook, you're a capitalist spy that you're here, get away! Objects began to fly towards the rock, verses insulting to the Master.
Marx disappeared into tears. While the crowd was still thrashing and beating each other to just off the small boy listened with his early twenties I-Pod a piece of Napalm Death, and with his hands quickly mimicked the sound of drums.
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