Take child labour: of course it is wrong we might say, but to regulate it is to supress the poor.
Take green policies, of course the plant ought not to suffer, but we cannot hurt the poor.
Take healthcare; of course it is good bit...
Everything good is then opened on a complexity which always drags it elsewhere, and makes it (from another angle) appear bad or excessive l.
The power of capitalism is the power of this relavity. That is, it enslaves the world be injecting a little bit of supposed freedom into the world (there are poor families that need the money from child who works 14 hours a day), and so justify a whole policy of oppression.
F0r Marx with justification is then hollow. it is a mere apology.
And yet for us? it is clearly more complex. The problem and the joy of capitalism is that it endlessly constructs extra consequences. It manufactures ways and oddities that people adopt a system or behave differently in it. It creates a system rich enough for many many world to function in it (plastic bags are useful even is they do not degrade). It therefore force a system on the world where there are no simple solution. And yet and this is the nightmare of Marx, this system then creates oddities and horrors within it. Child labour is abhorrent, but so is flooding Bangledesh or destroying the rain forests... That is the nightmare that all this good all these nice little outcomes, mixed this all this horrors are in fact together creating a greater horror an abyss to which the entire whole of running. Or better that the worry is always that one of the bad element in the system (as population) i starting to spread across the whole. The dynamic of the unforseen is then ripping across what we are, spread out, and disrupting, destroying.
The worry is then that the unregulated is very likely to destroy and not constructively. it might simply destroy.
The ability of the system therefore to manufacture nice little goods within the whole is dear bought.
The problem is though Marx (who knows his Dickens) how to regulate this act, without blinding oneself in that other horror of circumlocution?
That is how to stop the system disrupting itself and ultimately destroying all it creates , while all the while keep it productive?
This is the challenge of the modern revolutionary,- they challenge to find a poetry for such a change a challenge we have yet to fully understand...