How Not to Be Judged By Karl Marx – Or Socialist Sex and How to Do It.

There is a portrait of Karl Marx. On the wall of the Man’s bedroom. There is a certain sense that Karl is overseeing proceedings.

Of course we all have something on our bedroom walls. Some appealing art or peeling paint that looks down upon goings-on in the bed. I have a painting of what is probably the sea, for obvious metaphorical reasons. I also have a drawing of a naked man (known as Dangly-Bollocks Man), for obvious metaphysical reasons. He has is face politely averted.

Karl, however, in his best Mona Lisa style is looking very directly. Judging. What goes on. Quite a lot has been going on.

Now I am worried that my sexual activities with The Man (henceforth to be known as the Unknowable Man for obvious reasons which we will never know) may not be of a sufficiently socialist nature. That possibly Karl might disapprove.

The question is – am I the bourgeois of the sex world? Should I be instigating revolution and the fair distribution of orgasms? Is it fair that the few should have so many and yet the many have so few?

As Karl himself said ‘From each according to his abilities, to each according to his needs.’ So perhaps on this premise we can be reassured. The Unknowable Man has the abilities and I have the needs. And Karl has the beard.