Rebellion As an End in Itself

I’m addressing this essay to those kids who know in their gut that there is something wrong with the world, and refuse to accept it.

In my teenage years I felt discontent, as many teenagers do. What started as a reaction to authority overreach of some of my teachers was quickly magnified by my Soviet education in which stories of the oppressors and the oppressed were national mythology. Class struggle of Marx, of whom I knew, mixed with the struggle against the mundane, omnipresent, …