I must impart my cennan on a most important matter for our leß experienced comrades. Dear comrades, spiral notebooks are better than having nothing to write on at all, better even than loose-leaf paper, with the exception that, if you have a folder or pretty substantial acceß to a stapler, loose-leaf may prove more lasting in the long run.
That is why spiral notebooks are to be abandoned as soon as sufficiently practicable; no matter how safe you keep it, or how little you open it, spiral notebooks will soon waste away. We as Communists have an intellectual tradition to maintain, and that means it is our obligation to preserve our various writings for future comrades to learn from. Imagine if Marx, Engels, Lenin, or Stalin had written solely on crappy decomposing spirals, there might have been no Collected Works for any of them, or with a severely reduced reservoir of content. This would have been a supreme tragedy.
Comrades: if there is such a doctrine as 'cultural Marxism', then it is certainly a doctrine of promoting high culture over maß-commodified, consumerist 'market-"culture"'. If we are indeed Marxists, then we must be cultural Marxists, too. The bourgeoisie at once says that Communism is when everyone is equally poor, but then turns around to sell the maßes a cheap glitzkrieg of cultural mockery, of a sham culture so sparing in its coat of paint that by the first rainfall it is ruined. Nay, Communism, 'cultural Marxism', is when everyone is equally able to cultivate themselves into a genteel aristocrat. Thus, as (cultural) Marxists, our policy ought to be one of, pardon the pun, claß. My dear comrades, you shall not regret for a second moving on to a higher quality notebook.
Since I have relegated spiral notebooks to only the last resort for my writing, in favour of sewn and hardcover binding notebooks, I am able to easily acceß my previous works, without the looming fear about whether I am damaging the wretchedly fragile binding and spine of the spiral notebooks. To apply this into Marxist terms: a writer, just as any other occupation in labour, must maintain and further improve his means of production (room, desk, and chair, pen and paper/notebook). The consequences for neglecting his work-station and its tools are to suffer inefficiency in his commodity production (such as when the spiral binding of a notebook becomes destroyed, leading to the loß of its interred labour), and to suffer the negative psychological effects of alienation from culture (a person who has to work with poorly-made tools at a rancidly shoddy, corner-cut work-station will be as demoralised as he would be proud if the opposite conditions were true).
I depart with two more pieces of notebook advice for our comrades. First, number the pages of your notebooks. Second, leave two pages empty in the front of the notebook so you can construct a table of contents when it is filled, and numbering the pages shall allow you to cenna where every work inside is with the table of contents. One last thing, in the beginning of your attempt to join the world of writing (in whatever capicity), write that which comes to mind. Aristotle, Lenin, et alia were not as wise as Aristotle, Lenin, et alia when they began writing, only did they become so, unlocking their full literary intelligence, through the long expeditionary course of their constant development via concentration on writing ever the more. If we do not even try to stand, then we can never do so on the shoulders of giants.
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