My mate Joe Chip says: everybody wang chung tonight

by mymatejoechip

“On the edge of oblivion, All the world is Babylon …A ship of fools sailing on.”

Capital can only be the accumulation of dead labour, the surplus value alienated from the workers as they toil.  What then can lottery winnings be?  Surplus surplus value.  The good stuff.  The really good stuff.  Top drawer.  Best china.  And when it is liberated, to be used for our, I mean the, common good, by Comrade Edgaredgarberger and myself, what benefit shall befall the world?  The ship of fools will change course, turn from oblivion, set sail for enoughforeveryone.  Tomorrow night comrades.  Everybody wang chung tonight.