"Oh Marx! Oh Marx! What have you done!"

Reading Terry Eagleton’s “The Marxist Sublime”. I find the process of cooking therapeutic but soon enough I drift far from the base. It tastes delicious but by this time, I don’t know if to call it “That”, or “that” of That? I cook anyway. प्यार को प्यार ही रहने दो, कोई नाम न दो. I am wasting my time beautifully.

Such has been Marx’s craft that Althusser and and Eagleton’s writing inherit. I personally favor the craft first, then a theory for it as topping.