In Moscow, on a bitterly cold winter morning. There is a long line of people waiting in front of a bakery.
After an hour, the baker steps outside and shouts "No bread for Jews!", and some people leave.
After another hour, the baker steps outside again: "No bread unless you're a Party member!", and some more people leave.
After another hour, the baker steps outside again: "No bread unless you've been a Party member for 20 years", and most people leave.
After another hour, the baker steps outside again, gives a long patriotic talk to the remaining people in line, and then explains that unfortunately, there won't be any bread at all today.
As the remaining people are leaving, one turns to another and says:
