In the end—oh so tragic!—such finely dressed intellectual literature is naught but sensational marketing for the selling of a capitalism induced labor product (

In the end—oh so tragic!—such finely dressed intellectual literature is naught but sensational marketing for the selling of a capitalism induced labor product (the author is selling a book) and the fallacious persuasion of a perceived and wishful reality that requires you to have “faith” and “certainty” rather than any scientific, consistent, and methodical evidence. Oh, but you write really well, intellectual soul! So cheer up! What does it matter?