Sitting at work, reading Capital
Isn’t this:
It is generally by their imperfections as products, that the means of production in any process assert themselves in their character of products. A blunt knife or weak thread forcibly remind us of Mr. A., the cutler, or Mr. B., the spinner.
spookily reminiscent of the argument in Being and Time that it is abscence or breakdown that discloses the being of the world?
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