the following poem(?) is taken from http://thepeoplescube.com/red/viewtopic.php?t=3076

The six dialectical contradictions of socialism in the USSR:

• There is full employment - yet no one is working.
• No one is working - yet the factory quotas are fulfilled.
• The factory quotas are fulfilled - yet the stores have nothing to sell.
• The stores have nothing to sell - yet people got all the stuff at home.
• People got all the stuff at home - yet everyone is complaining.
• Everyone is complaining - yet the voting is always unanimous.

Something to look forward to?