In an effort to bolster his popularity, Mikhail Gorbachev ventured to an agricultural community near Moscow, "Well, Comrade, how did the potatoes do this year?" he asked one farmer. "Very well, Comrade president," the farmer replied. "If we piled them up, they would reach God." "But God does not exist, Comrade Farmer." "Nor do the potatoes, Comrade President."
(From the "Rest" of RHF)