Class Analysis and Revolution is hereby published in full!

I'm so happy about it that I decided to skip the rest of the serialization and just give you the last three chapters all at once. It's a Martin Luther King Jr. Day miracle! Go read it on the blog if you want the memes, or just download you a copy of the e-book to read offline.

The final publication of Class Analysis and Revolution is also the closing of a chapter of my life, but a beginning of a much bigger one all the same.

When I began writing this book, I lived in Florida. I had finally read up enough communist theory to start having ideas of my own about it all. My first idea was the triangle compass, featured prominently in the beginning of the book, as well as the subject of its own essay. The triangle compass proved its worth as a tool of class analysis, but the conclusions it was giving me ran counter to the synthetic left theories prevailing in Leftbook at the time (and today, to a slightly diminished degree). Nonetheless, they checked out with my own knowledge and experience in life, and I continued elaborating on them. The triangle compass led me straight to Marxism-Lincolnism, the application of Marxism-Leninism to the material conditions of American bourgeois democracy.

But that led me to directly oppose the middle class poser socialists dominating Leftbook. I lost friends advocating this theory. I don't want to pretend that wasn't rough, but I don't want to pretend it wasn't necessary either. I could've shut up about the truth to protect a couple friendships, but really, what kind of fragile-ass egos can't handle being told they're wrong if the argument is sound enough? People I shouldn't be associating with in the first place, that's who.

I continued writing the chapters as I moved to Nevada. Days when it was too nasty outside to work, I'd sit huddled in my van, blazing down joints, sucking down coffee, and writing down theory. Once I figured out how the end of capitalism could be brought about here, I wondered about the particulars. What exact platform would we have to adopt to get elected? What political actors would we have to befriend? And what would the resulting civil war actually look like?

My thoughts extended past that, but then I realized the book was getting too ambitious. Here in Omaha, the final pruning and editing began. The ambitious parts were reined in and saved for future books. I marked up the text for the internet, I found applicable memes because I want this work read, by everyone, and I'm not above using funny pictures to do it.

Three years later, it's done. It's all done. It's a relief for now, and I'm going to relax tomorrow and take a well-earned day off. I'll jump back into the writing game here soon, but my next big project is going to be building a message board for my comrades to replace the social media networks that were just cut out from under us all yesterday.