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“In diesen »Randglossen zum Programm der deutschen Arbeiterpartei« (so Marx' eigentlicher Titel dieser Schrift) spricht er von einer kommunistischen Gesellschaft, von einer Gesellschaft, in der das Privateigentum abgeschafft ist. Das meint nicht den persönlichen Besitz von geliebten Dingen, sondern das Eigentum an Produktionsmitteln in einer Produktionsweise, in der unabhängig voneinander betriebene und miteinander konkurrierende Privatarbeiten zur maß- und endlosen Kapitalvermehrung um ihrer selbst Willen und damit zur Produktivitätssteigerung gezwungen sind.”

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Book:Die unsichtbare Hand des Plans: Koordination und Kalkül im digitalen Kapitalismus
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