If you’re not part of the solution, then you must be a woman. by Bernie

Look, don’t get me wrong. I don’t hate the bitches. I love the bitches as much as Donald, or Bill Clinton, or JFK ever did. I’m MARRIED to a woman, for the love of Trotsky. I’m just saying that there are two kinds of people in the world. Folks who get stuff done and everybody else. And you can’t get stuff done if you don’t have the right equipment, am I right? Let’s look at the evidence. Back when I started out in politics, the unions were strong, a working man could get a fair shake, and there was always a hot dinner waiting at home at the end of the day. I’m not saying life was perfect, but a man could sit down at his typewriter and write a pamphlet on collectivism and count on getting a hot cup of coffee. Some people wrote the pamphlets and led the organizing meetings and some people made the coffee! That’s the natural order of things, Trotsky damn it!

Ahem. Excuse me. Where was I? The point is, to have a Revolution, to make real, lasting change, there has to be a division of labor. From each of her abilities to each of his needs. Or something like that. Otherwise, it’s just chaos. People running around, everyone wearing pants all of a sudden and you can’t even tell, I saw a guy in a skirt the other day! It’s confusing! So like I was saying, we need a Revolution, but it has to be the right KIND of Revolution. That’s what women don’t understand. I get to decide what kind of Revolution we are having right now. And you get to make the coffee.

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