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 A little boy goes to his dad and asks, 'What is Politics?'
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Dad says, 'Well son, let me try to explain it this way:
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I am the head of the family, so call me The Prime Minister. , `" Z8 }2 x9 n/ T- o9 [
( k. J; |* b+ r3 F, I1 uYour mother is the administrator of the money, so we call her the Government. 2 h0 O& N H7 n9 v" J
- @& W, b" S0 z( A" q$ XWe are here to take care of your needs, so we will call you the People. 2 @3 `1 a3 f" Q- M
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The nanny, we will consider her the Working Class.
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And your baby brother, we will call him the Future.
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6 ~$ X Q3 \4 [7 kNow think about that and see if it makes sense.'
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6 M" G0 W2 v8 r# d5 S+ hSo the little boy goes off to bed thinking about what Dad has said. , k: c+ {7 h' l' c, [$ G, S4 O
" _9 x4 Z% g$ M" l1 eLater that night,! he hears his baby brother crying, so he gets up to check on him.
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& F0 Q0 j E( A7 h' zHe finds that the baby has severely soiled his nappy.
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So the little boy goes to his parent's room and finds his mother asleep.
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$ E! N* S" f/ l/ p+ KNot 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.
: C) ~6 t0 E, b6 e3 S" s$ {; AHe gives up and goes back to bed.
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0 \4 ]: r' {3 \The next morning, the little boy say's to his father, 'Dad, I think I understand the concept of politics now. ' ' l# B. o' A8 D4 {! {' k
4 g& D' R/ ~3 ~The father says, 'Good, son, tell me in your own words what you think politics is all about.' 5 H1 r9 h$ `0 Q
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The 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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