Instead of social life and friendship between neighbors, establish social workers’ institutions, people on the payroll of whom?
Society?
No, bureaucracy.
The main concern of social workers is not your family, not you, not social relations between groups of people.
The main concern is to get the paycheck from the government.
What will be the result of their social work?
Doesn’t really matter.
They can develop all kinds of concepts to show to the government and to the people that they are useful.
So all the sleepers and activists and social workers and liberals and homosexuals and professors and Marxists and Leninists are being eliminated, physically sometimes.
They’ve done their job already.
They’re not needed anymore.
The new rulers need stability to exploit the nation, to exploit the country, to take advantage of the victory.
So no more revolutionaries, please.
And that’s exactly what happened in a number of countries.
You remember Bangladesh?
This is the crisis in which I was instrumental.
First they had Mujibur Rahman.
In 1971, he was the leader of People’s Party, Awami League.
With mustache like Stalin, he was in many times.
In five years he was shot by his former colleagues, Marxists.
He fulfilled his function.
In Afghanistan, it happened three times.
First there was Taraki, then there was Amin, now there is Babrak Karmal.
They killed each other successively, one after another, the moment he fulfills his duty.
The first one demoralized the country, the second destabilized, the third one brought it to crisis.
Goodbye, comrades.
Babrak Karmal comes from Moscow and [they] put him into the seat of power.
The same thing happened in Granada recently.
Maurice Bishop, a Marxist, was killed by Austin — what’s his name, General Something — who was also a Marxist.
So no more revolutions, please.
Normalization now.
From now on, no more strikes, no more homosexuals, no more women’s lib, no more kid lib.
No more lib, period.
Good, solid, democratic proletarian freedom.
"What?!"
"I didn't say anything."
"How can you say such a thing?"
"I'm not going through this again."
"What do you mean?"
"All this -- denial. I'm done. I'm just going to say exactly what happened as I remember it."
"It never happened!"
"The reason I know it happened is that I renember it. I was eight years old. My brother was twelve years old. I was able to recover the date because I remember at some point in the week preceding the event, our father for some reason had told us, I'm going to be speaking at the Unitarian Church this Sunday at 11:00. It did not seem weird to me at the time, because he was always out of the house anyway. Plus all he used to when he was home was harangue me, so good."
"You lie."
"In fact, I remember thinking, it made sense that he would get something going on Sundays, because that was the only time he was ever even around anymore. Weekdays he was working, of course, and weeknights he was always at one of his many, many important community activities."
"You are delusional."
"Then, I found this article, and it all ...
"I have a thesis. My thesis is: In any woman's life, having children would have to be the most significant event. So, in my mother's story -- "
"Her family wasn't really any different from any of the other families."
"Yes."
"In what way?"
"She and her husband were both very active in community affairs. Both her children went to school."
"What else?"
"They were both boys?"
"Anything else?"
"No. That's it."
"So you said, that one way in which your mother's family wasn't really any different from any of the other families, was that she and her husband were both very active in community affairs. Can you tell me a little more about that?"
"Oh, sure. There was always something going on. Cub Scouts, she was like Den Mother of her older son's Cub Scout Pack. Pack 54. Plus the Comedy Club. Plus I'm pretty sure, she was involved in the kindergarten. She and her husband both. And politics. It was the Sixties."
"Just normal 60's Mom stuff."
"In any case, it's time to forget the past."
A Gift-Wrapped Copy of Penthouse Magazine
"My mother was not happy when family friends gave this to her husband as a birthday gift."
"In what way?"
"She walked out."
"Out of the party?"
"Yes."
"Where did she go?"
"She and her son walked down to the harbor to watch the fireworks. As they walked, her son said to her: I don't watch pornography. I don't even have a pornograph."
"Which . . . "
"Which is a totally normal thing to say."
"In a totally normal situation."
"Yes. She then said, Yes, that's old hat to you."
"Meaning . . . "
"Meaning nothing. It was just a random comment, that just happened to come up all by itself during the course of a totally normal conversation. For no reason. No reason at all."
"Good. Then what happened?"
"Nothing. Just normal stuff."
"So there were no consequences for anyone involved."
"Nobody was affected in any way. Ever."
"Well, It never happened. You're deluded. You lie."
"Yes. And in any case, it's time to forget the past and move on."
