May 31, 2005

Revolutionary Humor

This joke was found by someone awake enough to notice it. It reminds me of one my mother, who had done her own share of exhorting the workers of the world to unite and throw off their chains, used to tell:

Brother workers! Today you are oppressed and have nowhere to live but shacks and nothing to eat but bread and water while those who live off the sweat of your labor live in mansions and eat strawberries and cream. But come the Revolution you too will live in mansions. Come the Revolution you too will eat strawberries and cream.
But I don't like strawberries and cream!
Come the Revolution you'll eat strawberries and cream!
Posted by triticale at May 31, 2005 11:36 PM

The version I heard ended with "You will."

Posted by: Xrlq at June 2, 2005 02:59 PM

Coming from a Jewish mother who had some basis for her pride in her cooking, the directive carried enough impact as written.

Posted by: triticale at June 2, 2005 08:43 PM

Though it surely didn’t originate there, I first read this in Leo Rosten’s The Joy of Yiddish (1968).

Posted by: No Oil for Pacifists at June 3, 2005 07:09 PM
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