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Laugh as you will at the phrase "late capitalism" - just because it's dying, doesn't mean you'll live to see its end.



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"People don't think capitalism be like it is, but it do."
-Bearded Economics Man

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MAD MARX is the alter-ego of Karl Marx, a prophet and philanthropist, who is driven to fight the bourgeoisie after witnessing the exploitation of the working people. Unlike most superheroes, he does not possess any superhuman powers or abilities; he makes use of intellect, dialectical materialism, and physical prowess. While a devoted believer in right and justice, MAD MARX is often assisted by his young sidekick and companion, the prodigy Eternal Engels. Together with Fantastic Fourier, Captain Kropotkin, ÜBERMAN and many others they form The Phenomenon Crusaders, striving to protect the world and its citizens from all sorts of dangers! In their efforts to stand up for the good, they sometimes encounter dangerous enemies such as Ridiculous Rand or Hazardous Hayek. Even the wicked and intriguing Murray Rothbard sets many a trap for our courageous hero. Will MAD MARX discern Rothbard's ominous pattern in time and escape his malicious fangs?

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'Send forth my beloved subjects! Be they small and capable of head butting tall people in the groin. Let them be capable of acting as mobile beer holders. Let them be cute and cuddly, and let them be capable of riding many a good winner at the races'
And into the world the Midgets did come. For they were indeed extremely cute and cuddly. And the midgets did cheer sending forth high fives all round with their pudgy hands and fingers. "As a sign of my good measure I will allow you to add ground beef, provided you maintain a balanced diet and don't grow tall." And the midgets did but whoop and holler in their tiny little voices singing Randy Newman songs in his honour (you can guess which).
"Praised be unto His Noodly Appendages" they cried with their helium-filled voices.
And there was great noodly happiness on the slopes of Bobby Mountain.
For theirs was the Kingdom of Protein!!
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