15:02Гость. Moscow in the 1970s. 30.06.2008, Понедельник
Moscow in the 1970s. Deepest winter. A rumour spreads through the city that meat will be available for sale the next day at Butcher's Shop no. 1.
Tens of thousands turn up on the eve of the event: wrapped up against the cold, carrying stools, vodka, and chessboards, they form an orderly queue.
At 3 am the butcher comes out and says, "Comrades, I've just had a call from the Party Central Committee: it turns out there won't be enough meat for everyone, so the Jews in the queue should go home."
The Jews obediently leave the queue. The rest continue to wait.
At 7 am, the butcher comes out again: "Comrades, I've just had another call from Central Committee. It turns out there will be no meat at all, so you should all go home."
The crowd disperses, grumbling all the while: "Those bloody Jews get all the luck!"
Andrew Vornic/Julian Cox
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