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 Prime Minister. 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 nappy. So the little boy goes
to his parent’s room and finds his mother asleep. Not wanting to wake her,
he goes tow the nanny’s room.  Finding the door locked, he peeks in the
keyhole and see’s his father in bed with the Nanny.  He gives up and goes
back to bed.  The next morning, the little brother says 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 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.”*