Son: "Dad, I have to do a special report for school. Can I ask you a
question?

Father: "Sure son. What's the question?"

Son: "What is politics?"

Father: "Well, let's take our home for an example. I am the wage earner, so
let's call me Capitalism. Your mother is the administrator of money, so
we'll call her Government. We take care of your needs, so let's call you
The People. We'll call the Maid, the Working Class and your brother we can
call The Future. Do you understand, son?"

Son: "I'm not really sure, dad. I'll have to think about it."

That night, awakened by his brother's crying, the boy went to see what was
wrong. Discovering that the baby had seriously soiled his diaper, the boy
went to his parents' room and found his mother sound asleep. He went to the
maid's room, where, peeking through the keyhole, he saw his father in bed
with the maid. The boy's knocking went totally unheeded by his father and
the maid. So the boy returned to his room and went back to sleep. The next
morning he reported to his father.

Son: "Dad, now I think I understand what politics is."

Father: "Good, son! Can you explain it to me in your own words?"

Son: "Well, Dad, while Capitalism is screwing the Working Class, Government
is sound asleep, The People are being completely ignored and the Future is
full of shit."
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