I still sometimes think about the guy in my lower secondary school English class in probably 2016 reading the infobox on the Wikipedia article for Tanzania, and saying out loud, “Official languages: none de jure??”, pronouncing it in a heavy singsongy Norwegian accent like “NOO-nuh duh YEW-ruh??”, apparently believing “None De Jure” to be the name of some sort of obscure African language rather than just meaning “no official language”
And then I remember that this was around the same time that the teacher asked what New York was named after, and I raised my hand and answered “the Dork of York”. And then my soul goes nichijou_pencil_stab.mp4 for a bit
Im sure most people who personally knew Karl at the time remembered him for things like that
“Karl? You mean the guy who always smells like brandy and has piles?”
The guy who boast about his english sugar daddy, yeah
He was known to shit outside bars he got kicked out of iirc
Soviet anthem plays as Karl Marx shits outside a bar he was thrown out of for ranting and raving too much about the valorization process
Amazing