Hello, hello. As a hot young budding communist, I've conjectured that the next rung in my ladder to greatness is to be the leader of a sheep-like flock of unquestioning followers who will call me "noble lord" and feed me chocolate from their noses, whilst their children starve. Although in an idealistic communism, we would all enjoy the same status in society, you're not to worry. You can be assured the rest of you will be equal.
Join me in my quest for world domination, maybe more.
Join me in my quest for world domination, maybe more.