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 A little boy goes to his dad and asks, 'What is Politics?' 4 x9 `# B+ D( @- `. G+ a0 q% @
4 ? P4 B! ?$ v7 x7 P' SDad 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. $ z- G* N& F* I! b# S0 z
; |. h3 i, i# r' ?. X" b' H9 \" iYour mother is the administrator of the money, so we call her the Government. 1 m9 h2 y& d" Z& g
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We are here to take care of your needs, so we will call you the People.
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Q' S3 p8 a( t The nanny, we will consider her the Working Class.
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7 `0 `3 ?6 P: v, I0 J" F/ H9 fAnd your baby brother, we will call him the Future.
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Now think about that and see if it makes sense.' 6 q1 O- d1 y6 r
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So the little boy goes off to bed thinking about what Dad has said.
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( I" X e9 n4 z) a1 p5 \( ~3 U4 hLater that night,! he hears his baby brother crying, so he gets up to check on him.
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* z3 q% I) m2 [" M8 M8 UHe finds that the baby has severely soiled his nappy. 7 ^ \8 W/ P2 T* U9 E
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So the little boy goes to his parent's room and finds his mother asleep. 5 w0 X) b6 ]8 A0 W$ Z* x
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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' _$ |- U9 B; k
He gives up and goes back to bed. : Q6 o$ w+ Z7 T! P
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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. ' & M# w& y$ h" y, }- Y5 b
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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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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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