Who could ever forget Yanis Varoufakis? Leather clad, bike riding, game theorist, erratic Marxist, a regular one-man circus, with clowns, minus elephants.
Now Southside Yanni has a new book, Adults in the Room, all about-- you guessed it-- Yanis Varoufakis. Quelle surprise. Or as we say in the vernacular, strip my gears and call me shiftless.
Q: What's the difference between Yanni and, say, Margaret Thatcher?
A: Nothing. For both, of both, by both, it all comes down to this: TINA-- there is no alternative. There is no alternative to capitalism.
You can bluff and bluster and pull the odd fast one, but there's no alternative, so sooner rather than later, your bluff is called, your bluster is empty, and it turns out that the man in the wheelchair is infinitely faster than you.
That this rat bastard-- no, not Wolfgang, but rather Yanis-- can use the devastation of Greece as a platform for his own celebrity tells us all we need to know about him, his game, his theory, his "Marxism," and the current mode of production, any one of which is enough to gag a maggot.
May 4, 2017