I like to tell people I’m a Communist.. just to see their reaction. Some people just stay quiet, some laugh, the ignorant ones look at me with disappointed/scared eyes, and some don’t even know what it means. Fair enough.

I can’t say I identify myself with anything, really. That’s too easy – why would I want to,voluntarily, constrain the limit of the complexity of my personality? I want to be a combination of many, many things. The most interesting people are those who break the barriers of our societal norms.

There is something I really digg about the whole Communist thing, though.. Maybe it’s the statue of Tito I grew up staring at. It stood on my grandparents’ TV, oh-so-proudly. If you asked my grandparents, they’d tell you it was the best time of their lives. I guess now I can say they didn’t know better so who can blame ‘em..

Anyways, here is some Communist propaganda posters.. I love the style, it makes me want to learn Illustrator.

Wow, us humans are easily manipulated. This way to progress? Touche.

Update: I love this picture Tito & Castro smoking a cigar. Tito was a pimp. Lol.