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 A little boy goes to his dad and asks, 'What is Politics?'
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5 c6 s9 v3 |# B6 y/ D; |: ?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. + e) U& H2 Q) D6 ^
) T. k7 E! z) _, I8 yYour mother is the administrator of the money, so we call her the Government. + x9 d2 X$ r% C% z$ b
! Y3 v2 c& G2 F: `. E( T' uWe are here to take care of your needs, so we will call you the People. 2 s% D4 `2 f' O6 _" F" e* A
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The nanny, we will consider her the Working Class.
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7 b# [1 Z* g) y- p* w9 BAnd your baby brother, we will call him the Future.
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7 `" [ b& t7 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. , s$ }2 H( O5 }4 }+ S0 y' h
3 G! {' }9 F/ r N1 |8 H: {8 ~Later that night,! he hears his baby brother crying, so he gets up to check on him. . w+ o, [" L) D& `3 y
% |7 y) n3 n, d% A9 F! QHe finds that the baby has severely soiled his nappy.
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+ b u% W5 w; aSo the little boy goes to his parent's room and finds his mother asleep. 8 w- e1 g* l: F5 G0 O: W
/ O7 ^5 e' i! F7 _# U- T! I& ]. VNot 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. 2 o5 d& |* d& I. E4 b8 \
He gives up and goes back to bed. - n# S U) r) t' x: \# n3 x" N
4 L/ b9 b4 I+ Z9 ?& @The next morning, the little boy say's to his father, 'Dad, I think I understand the concept of politics now. ' 0 H- S* o% N) U5 M
5 I3 i% Y) H6 ?; z: |" {! WThe father says, 'Good, son, tell me in your own words what you think politics is all about.' 1 l/ g9 _, g y* L$ `0 r( `
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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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