Politics

His father replies, "Yes, son. What's the question?"

The boy asks, "What is politics?"

The father thinks for a second and then replies, "That's a difficult one. Well, let's take our home for example. I'm the wage earner, so let's call mecapitalism. Your mother is the administrator of money, so we'll call her government. We take care of your needs, so we'll call you the people. We'll call our housekeeper the working class, and your baby brother we can call the future. Do you understand, son?"

The boy replies, "I'm not really sure, Dad. I'll have to think about it."

That night, awakened by his baby brother's crying, the boy went to see what was wrong. Discovering that the baby had soiled his nappy, the boy went to his parent's room and found his mother sound asleep. He then went to the housekeeper's room, where, peeking through the keyhole, he saw his father in bed with the housekeeper. The boy's knocking went totally unheeded by his father and the housekeeper, so the boy returned to his room and went back to sleep.

The next morning he went up to his father and said, "Dad, I think I understand what politics is."

"Good son. Can you explain it to me in your own words?"

"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."