Old Soviet-Era joke. An American and a Russian meet in Berlin for drinks. The American says to the Russian, “Don’t you ever long for freedom of speech in your country? Why, back home, I can go on the telephone or radio and say all sorts of bad things about our President Ronald Reagan. Nobody stops me.”
The Russian takes a sip, shrugs, and replies, “Comrade, I don’t understand the problem. In the USSR, I can go on the telephone or radio and say all sorts of bad things about your President Ronald Reagan, too.”
Old Soviet-Era joke. An American and a Russian meet in Berlin for drinks. The American says to the Russian, “Don’t you ever long for freedom of speech in your country? Why, back home, I can go on the telephone or radio and say all sorts of bad things about our President Ronald Reagan. Nobody stops me.”
The Russian takes a sip, shrugs, and replies, “Comrade, I don’t understand the problem. In the USSR, I can go on the telephone or radio and say all sorts of bad things about your President Ronald Reagan, too.”
Reminds me of the Jewish guy who wanted to move from USSR to Israel. They asked him:
“Why do you want to leave? You don’t like the people here?”
“I can’t complain.”
“Or is it your job?”
“I can’t complain.”
“Perhaps you don’t like the politics here?”
“I definitely can’t complain about that.”
“So why leave?”
“Because there I will be able to complain.”
A joke that hasn’t aged particularly well, given the current state of the Israeli government.