We are old, Marco, and we have trouble explaining things.
This book, for instance, I read when I was fifteen, suggested to me by a religion teacher—who later left the priesthood—who talked to us about Marx instead of God.
At that age, you read everything, and you absorb the meaning without prejudice: not for nothing, the first book I read was "Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea" at four years old.
So, when I try to explain that I'm a Marxist anarchoid, many people don't understand what I mean, because it's impossible for them to grasp my doubts, my pleasant solitude, in Udine. Miao. pregiudizi: