The bleak reality is that none of us have ever seen even the dimmest glimmer of a communist world—at most we have witnessed a few of those weightless moments when many people realize at once that our world can, in fact, be broken. Ultimately, these are nothing but glowing images best seen from a distance. Reach out to touch them and there is no depth. Just work, survival, desperation. Just the drywall, off-white.
There’s a phenomenal amount to ponder in this 20,000 word essay, I feel I can’t really do it justice. Just read it you muppets.
Forest and Factory: The Science and the Fiction of Communism - Endnotes