Communism reminds me of a scene in "The Bicycle Theif" where the main characters decide to raise some cash by selling their bedsheets. Which is kind of odd, because how much can bedsheets cost? And why does such a poor family have them? So anyway, they take their bedsheets down to what appears to be some kind of commissary and the officer looks up the price in a big price book, quotes them a price, and gives them their cash. The clerk then takes the sheets to the back where there is a colossal pile of bedsheets in inventory.