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 A little boy goes to his dad and asks, 'What is Politics?' . }" r" o3 T" Y
' r7 B8 U/ g" v, k& bDad says, 'Well son, let me try to explain it this way: ( E0 {" b1 t6 }, `+ D1 ~
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I am the head of the family, so call me The Prime Minister.
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' [& s: [) F7 G" j% ^5 gYour 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.
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The nanny, we will consider her the Working Class. / {" D" ] _2 s1 J: e* c
2 j+ F% E( `7 V" D% eAnd your baby brother, we will call him the Future. ; u* w1 A& a) O. W. o3 V* L2 W
, z: g/ u& s# bNow think about that and see if it makes sense.'
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So the little boy goes off to bed thinking about what Dad has said. . w# p) S* V+ j% ]& C+ V1 `6 L
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Later that night,! he hears his baby brother crying, so he gets up to check on him.
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2 c; g. [2 n9 q W6 ^# j9 c+ P, HHe finds that the baby has severely soiled his nappy.
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$ x- i+ r. I# z. DSo the little boy goes to his parent's room and finds his mother asleep. 7 i, W% U+ e% X
' F8 F m" A, s2 ]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.
6 S2 F' D5 ]* g8 w/ A: iHe gives up and goes back to bed. ! F0 }( t( N0 {
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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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The father says, 'Good, son, tell me in your own words what you think politics is all about.'
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5 g2 \9 y( w* E2 n/ yThe 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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