In short, I was a believer—also known as a Communist militant. What finally turned me off to Stalin? Well, it wasn't his gulags, purges, massacres, the famine he caused, or the 1.5 million people he murdered. It was when those darn Soviet tanks rolled into Budapest.
Never one to be apolitical, I then joined a little organization subtly called
Socialisme ou Barbarie (Socialism or Barbarism), whose basic premise was hating on bureaucracy and the evils of capitalism and supporting workers fighting the good fight.