Gut instinct
A lady in Saki’s book “when William came” says “ I don’t know what causes socialism. Good education and worse digestion I suppose".
"In My husband’s generation, everyone has a very good digestion and there is not a single socialist. Now this new generation has no digestion worth speaking of. And in the course of six years, there have been two suicides and three socialists”
"In My husband’s generation, everyone has a very good digestion and there is not a single socialist. Now this new generation has no digestion worth speaking of. And in the course of six years, there have been two suicides and three socialists”
And I think I have got my eureka moment. When my entire family, my spouse, my parents, my little nephews and nieces all are singing praises of the Savior ( you know whom I mean), why do I keep humming Azadi Azadi Azadi to myself? The raison d'etre is my bad digestion! It has made me into a socialist.
Disclaimer: this post is a work of fiction and I am not any kind of ist. Just a plain old house wife. Struggling to live one day at a time.
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