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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: + D8 `- [! a3 o; N: I
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I am the head of the family, so call me The Prime Minister. 1 E* p% o0 j$ ^' ~% Z1 h* C! r
7 V3 a1 T/ U4 e' t2 C5 H$ gYour mother is the administrator of the money, so we call her the Government.
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6 m5 O( u. @5 w X! lWe are here to take care of your needs, so we will call you the People.
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& ^$ `& H$ @% `7 ^3 T The nanny, we will consider her the Working Class.
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9 z/ i& b' j% a" B! P% RAnd your baby brother, we will call him the Future. 3 I5 t6 G& |7 V) h/ @% o% i
# q6 ?2 U! m+ E7 ^( h+ l0 ONow think about that and see if it makes sense.' " `: T5 g p& t. I& I
* I1 ~! C# ~! w) [ k/ @So the little boy goes off to bed thinking about what Dad has said. . R7 l# y1 a" }$ Z* `9 ? Y
0 F! V& `2 Y3 p! BLater that night,! he hears his baby brother crying, so he gets up to check on him. 9 q4 P9 j+ w/ q
' k1 p: @( w) W' P) } OHe 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. , ]. v5 S, H' p! F2 f
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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. * Y% L% N8 w' W- z. N, s3 F) x
He gives up and goes back to bed.
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1 [+ r3 W/ E+ ]; f0 e+ \The next morning, the little boy say's to his father, 'Dad, I think I understand the concept of politics now. '
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1 u+ b2 s4 s- ?8 xThe father says, 'Good, son, tell me in your own words what you think politics is all about.'
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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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