Communism is a fruit
Overheard on the Glen Waverley train from Melbourne Central station on Saturday night…
Girl A: So, like, what’s communism anyway?
Girl B: Isn’t it like a fruit or something?
Girl C: See! Nobody even knows what it is! It probably doesn’t even exist!
My mate who was sitting directly behind them and happens to be Polish (and whose grandparents had to survive occupation) looked like she was about to turn around and clock them one. These girls looked like they were in their early 20s… and this is the future generation.
It’s enough to make you cry.
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