If you’ve wondered what a socialist revolution in the United States would look like, rewatch the footage of January 6th. — The first true, real-life Communist I ever met was one of my college professors, an over-caffeinated sprite who adored the sound of her own voice, and proudly declared one afternoon that “I’m a Marxist Feminist.” It stuck with me, not because of some archaic red panic, but because I couldn’t understand how someone with a PhD in Medieval Literature, who’d spent years perfecting her French in Parisian cafes, who lived in Manhattan in an apartment purchased with money from her substantial trust fund, could unironically…
