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 A little boy goes to his dad and asks, 'What is Politics?'
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! Z/ X' N7 O' ]6 h/ EDad says, 'Well son, let me try to explain it this way: . i5 v& _. L9 I+ l5 W" N
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I am the head of the family, so call me The Prime Minister.
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Your mother is the administrator of the money, so we call her the Government.
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We are here to take care of your needs, so we will call you the People. . {2 ~9 }/ @& ^4 j( L
+ E: @: C& w8 K5 `$ t The nanny, we will consider her the Working Class. 8 J$ X# V+ k* j
/ M) n2 h& R! L7 ? l0 S" E. o F1 pAnd your baby brother, we will call him the Future. " ^7 g( O( M( h+ V
- G0 G8 F1 E2 T1 j. [- ?Now think about that and see if it makes sense.' , I0 A: u. ~' ^3 C* ?7 @
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So the little boy goes off to bed thinking about what Dad has said.
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, M W! W/ Q& l. mLater that night,! he hears his baby brother crying, so he gets up to check on him. , m+ C) K' @8 z
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He finds that the baby has severely soiled his nappy. % N& e. c0 @; m% Q
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So the little boy goes to his parent's room and finds his mother asleep. 1 \* b/ w7 ^: m5 o3 p8 v8 [
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Not wanting to wake her, he goes to the nanny's room. Finding the door locked, he peeks in the keyhole and see s his father in bed with the nanny. . U) D6 G3 n1 M
He gives up and goes back to bed.
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a' \0 g) Z7 S8 {: v1 QThe next morning, the little boy say's to his father, 'Dad, I think I understand the concept of politics now. ' 4 V6 X" \1 P2 k& q8 \) F* d
% g, _- B- ` J4 hThe father says, 'Good, son, tell me in your own words what you think politics is all about.' / m' s# X# R5 `2 C9 F
( q0 P) Y4 C2 c1 Q* ]3 TThe little boy replies, 'The prime Minister is screwing the Working Class while the Government is sound asleep. The People are being ignored and the Future is in deep shit. |
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