My Essay is Going Well

The Grapes of Wrath is really about capitalism being doomed, a dead-end, fundamentally disequilibriated, unsustainable. And, like, as a typical upper-class white pinko jerk, Steinbeck is happy to imply that the only solution is revolution and some kind of pre-modern, Jeffersonian egalitarian mixed-farming subsistence crap where I guess we get rid of all “superfluous” ownership and everyone lives like Indians in harmony with the land, worms, and illiteracy, like the Joads did in the good ole days... except I'm thinking he's throwing the baby out with the bathwater on this—where by “baby” i mean “civilization” and by “bathwater” i mean theoretically correctable market failures and abuses, not fundamental flaws in the structure of capitalist organization.