Returning home after work, hands freezing as they touch the cold metal doorknob. Turning on lamps, lighting candles, making a lovingly tender and warm cup of coffee, snuggling up with a pet and a partner on a couch, cozy under the various old blankets you’ve collected over the years, and playing Stardew Valley, Skyrim, or any other comfort game together.

Grab some warm stew or curry, throw on a well-loved hoodie, and enjoy the security and hospitality you give yourself and your family.

Warm pie and cookies for dessert, and a book to sip on and savor.

Still no genocide.

It does not. It puts individuals over the bourgeoisie.

It doesn’t, I’ve read it.

“One for Communists is hardly any different as far as I’m concerned.”

Bruh.

Where?

How does Communism put social constructs above individual rights and freedoms, especially moreso than Capitalism?