an open letter to the YCL (Young Communist League)

Let me first say i’m not your comrade, so stop calling me that in your emails.

ending up on the list was a mistake, the work of a wily left wing prankster but it’s time this stopped.

i’m not sure if you know, but I work at a bank. I like money, in fact, I love money. A friend of mine started a new job at the bank I work at and her job is to count money all day. And in counting the money she smells money. Then I think of twenty years of birthday candles and how maybe dreams do come true.

I know, saving the world can be fun, but then again, so is being better then other people. Ironically, the only reason I’m here is because of communism. It’s really a romantic story, so I’ll tell it.

The Russian communists tried to kill my grandparents so they escaped to British Columbia and after decades later my parents met.

It’s time to free yourselves from trust funds and work dear friends. theres also something is creepy about being a 30 year old man hanging around young kids in a community centre talking to them about socialism.

In solidarity,
carlin