What is politics?
The son of a rich man went to his father.
- Daddy, what is politics?
- Now listen, son, it is very complicated, but I will try to explain. So... I am the boss here, hence I am the prime minister. Your mother spends the money, so she is the finance minister. You are the people. The housemaid is the working class and your baby brother is the future of the nation. Now did you understand?
- No, daddy, but I will sleep on it and think it over.
The boy went to bed, but woke up in the middle of the night, because his baby brother was crying. He went to check on him and saw that the baby has pooped in the bed. The boy went to his mother, but she was fast asleep, so he went to the housemaid's room. He knocked on the door, but nobody answered and he went to his dad's room. The boy peeped through the keyhole and saw that his father was screwing the housemaid. The boy went back to his room and went to sleep.
In the morning the boy said to his father:
- Daddy, I think I figured what politics is. - It is when the prime minister screws the working class, while the finance minister sleeps. Nobody pays attention to the people and the future of the nation is in deep sh*t.