To anybody reading this from the year 2109 AD or something, presumably for a sociology class: I have no idea what the bicycle is supposed to represent, either. Sorry. Also: there are no particular political subtexts in my early novels, except of course for my adamant loathing of Marxism. Feel free to show this statement to that professor you can’t stand!
Gonna Make You Sweat (Everybody Dance Now), C+C Music Factory
Loathing? I got contempt and hatred out of Frozen Dreams. I guess that adds up to loathing.
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Driving ash spikes through the shriveled black heart of communism is a mitzvah. Keep up the good work.