Back in the 1990s when I spent an inordinate amount of time looking at books in thrift stores, I could always count on seeing works by Alvin Toffler, one of the original self-styled futurists, who at that time was a right-wing hack in the George Gilder vein supplying talking points for the likes of Newt Gingrich. I always assumed Toffler's work was so readily available on thrift-store shelves because it was the sort of managerialist tract that a boss might foist on underlings to read, similar to
The abstraction of movement
The abstraction of movement
The abstraction of movement
Back in the 1990s when I spent an inordinate amount of time looking at books in thrift stores, I could always count on seeing works by Alvin Toffler, one of the original self-styled futurists, who at that time was a right-wing hack in the George Gilder vein supplying talking points for the likes of Newt Gingrich. I always assumed Toffler's work was so readily available on thrift-store shelves because it was the sort of managerialist tract that a boss might foist on underlings to read, similar to