Please, Max and I have already had a pleasant lunch together. Granted the miserable centrist Henwood was there to intercede.
Max is fascinated with me, don't you know? When he had lunch with Doug and I, the entire conversation revolved around the Sparts and other 1960s arcana. Max is fascinated with me because I represent the road not taken a la Robert Frost.
I never sold out. I never moved to the suburbs and took up golf. I never had children, well, none intentionally. I have been with 37 different women since 1961 and poor Max must have the sort of fantasies about bachelor radicals that most suburbanite men have about baseball players and rock stars.
Yes, it's true, Max. Last night I was in bed with 2 NYU graduate students (don't ask me which gender) and we discussed the lessons of the Spanish Civil War after having wild sex. Then we smoked some hasish and listened to Ravi Shankar.
LONG LIVE THE REVOLUTION!!!
Louis Proyect
(http://www.panix.com/~lnp3/marxism.html)