;"What is Politics?" A little boy goes to his dad and asks, "What is
>Politics?"
>
>Dad says, "Well son, let me try to explain it this way:
>I am the head of the family, so call me The President.
>
>Your mother is the administrator of the money, so we call her the
>Government.
>We are here to take care of your needs, so we will call you the People.
>
>The nanny, we will consider her the Working Class.
>And your baby brother, we will call him the Future.
>
>Now think about that and see if it makes sense."
>So the little boy goes off to bed thinking about what Dad has said.
>
>Later that night, he hears his baby brother crying, so he gets up to check
>on him.
>He finds that the baby has severely soiled his diaper.
>
>So the littleboy goes to his parent's room and finds his mother asleep.
>
>Not wanting to wake her, he goes to the nanny's room. Finding the
>door locked, he peeks in the keyhole and sees his father in bed
>
>with the nanny. He gives up and goes back to bed.
>The next morning, the little boy say's to his father, "Dad, I
>
>think I understand the concept of politics now. "
>The father says, "Good, son, tell me in your own words what you
>
>think politics is all about."
>The little boy replies, "The President is screwing the Working
>
>Class while the Government is sound asleep. The People are being
>ignored and the Future is in deep shit."
>