Marxism as religion: a personal recollection
A couple of days ago, I was writing a part of my forthcoming book (with the provisional, and not very clever, title “Globalization and inequality”) dealing with war. You have to have a section on war in today’s books because all of your stories about convergence, divergence, global middle class, r>g and the like can be totally swept away by war, and especially by a world war.
I then remembered a small episode in my life, from much earlier times when the threat of nuclear war really loomed large in everyday life. Like many of my peers, I have been strongly influenced by the Cold War. We lived, until the late 1960s-early 1970s constantly in its shadow.