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| “Fuck ’em; they’re dead.” |
(The tradition of all dead generations weighs like a
nightmare on the brains of the living. And just as they seem to be occupied
with revolutionizing themselves and things, creating something that did not
exist before, precisely in such epochs of revolutionary crisis they anxiously
conjure up the spirits of the past to their service, borrowing from them names,
battle slogans, and costumes in order to present this new scene in world
history in time-honored disguise and borrowed language. – Karl Marx, “The Eighteenth Brumaire of Louis
Bonaparte”, Die Revolution, 1852)
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