Quassim Cassam's interesting philosophical journey; an excerpt:
I was raised by a mother who was a devout Muslim and a father who was a devout Marxist. He won the battle for my childhood soul and I remember reading (though, of course, not understanding) a two volume edition of the selected works of Marx and Engels when I was about 11. I read a lot of Marxist literature in my teens and I still remember the look of shock on the face of one of my schoolteachers when he discovered that the book I was trying to conceal from him was Isaac Deutscher’s biography of Trotsky. At that time I would probably have thought that it would be quite cool to grow up to be a philosopher, but even cooler to be a political economist. I don’t think my teenage Marxist self would have been impressed by the kind of philosophy I’ve done for most of my career but might have found my current work mildly interesting.
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