"I'm sure Freud would have an answer," shrugged Gramsci, "but isn't it a bit silly? You're looking for something. In the process you'll come across a number of things that aren't it. What's so special about that?"
"Well..." the Cow shifted. "I think it might be a message."
"To tidy your office? Well, about time!" grumbled Gramsci.
"No, not that - a kind of karmic message!" persisted the Cow.
Gramsci looked up sceptically. "So what was it?" he asked patiently.
The Cow looked awkward. "Well..." she muttered, "I can't quite remember where it came from, but... the Communist Manifesto?"