“…and yes, somehow this assembly of three aluminum tubes will cost you $2000.”
Communism breaks your leg, then “Oops, sorry comrade! No crutches produced in factory this week! Maybe new crutches in six months! Have new toaster instead!”
“Also no bread unless you have a roof!”
Stalinism breaks both your legs, then issues you a pair of state-sanctioned non-Western shoes and asks why you’re so lazy you can’t get up and go to work for glorious motherland.
















“I got mine.”