A politician had just arrived in Hell and was told he had to make a choice. He could go to Capitalist Hell or Communist Hell. Wanting to compare the two, he wandered over to Capitalist Hell where, outside the door, Adam Smith stood looking bored.
"What's it like in there?" asked the politician.
"Well," replied Adam, "in Capitalist Hell they flay you alive, boil you in oil, chain you to a rock, and let a vulture tear your liver out. Then they cut you up into small pieces with sharp knives."
"That's awful," said the politician, "I'm going to check out Communist Hell." He went over to Communist Hell, where he discovered a long line of people waiting to get in. The line went round and round seven times and then receded towards the horizon. The politician pushed his way to the head of the line where, lo and behold, Karl Marx was busily signing people in. He asked Karl what Communist Hell was like.
"In Communist Hell," said Marx impatiently, "they flay you alive, boil you in oil, chain you to a rock, and let vultures tear out your liver. Then they cut you up into small pieces with sharp knives."
"But isn't that the same as Capitalist Hell?" the Politician asked.
"Yes," sighed Marx, "but sometimes we don't have oil, sometimes we don't have knives..."
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Tuesday, March 17, 2009
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