Sunday 10.11 p.m.
                             After the various sifting and liftings and moving the books around the flat for the last two or three years, I ended up with four books. The ones to save. I took them partly because I would like to be more normal and read a book.
                              Leon Trotsky, 1905.
                               When I was mentioning all the smart jewish people, I forgot Trotsky. I read almost everything I could by Trotsky is my early twenties. Apart from having more brains than anyone deserves, he could write brilliantly. I have read this book before, but it was nearly forty years ago and can't remember a bloody thing about it. So I kept that one.
                               Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil.
                               I must have bought this decades ago and I don't think I've read it.
                               AJP Taylor. English History 1914-1945.
                                I've read a lot of books by this author, but a long time ago. All I know is that he was especially good at writing history and I'll have a go at that one again sometime.
                                Wilhelm Reich. The Mass Psychology of Fascism.
                                 I wrote two quotes from this book on my wall, but never finished it. It is the worst translation of anything I've ever read. One of the quotes on my wall isn't even in English: "The guilt experienced from playing with one's sexual organs stands at the top of the lists of forbidden deeds.". I will re-read that sometime. It's a very interesting book because Marxists had a problem with why the collapse of capitalism lead to Hitler and not the dictatorship of the proletariat. Reich, I think, said it was all down to the marching up and down ... def, dight, def, dight ... and not getting your rocks off properly. I'll read that again sometime. It was an interesting challenge to orthodox Marxism from a marxist, but a psychologist. I'll read that book to the end sometime.