An old revolutionary walks across the Brooklyn Bridge one day, and he sees man of a similar age standing on the edge, about to jump.
He runs over and says: “Stop. Don’t do it.”
“Why shouldn’t I?” he asks.
“Well, there’s so much to live for!”
“I’m just so depressed, I’ve been a communist all my life and the revolution seems as far away as ever.”
“You’re a communist?”
“I am as well!! Did you originally join the Communist Party USA?”
“Me too! Did you join the pro-Trotsky Communist League of America in 1928, which later merged with the American Workers Party to form the Workers Party of America in 1934?”
“Spooky, Me too! After the WPA was expelled from the Socialist Party of America in 1936 did you then go on to join the Socialist Workers Party USA and the Fourth International?”
“I did actually!”
“Me too! In the 1940 dispute did you side with Cannon or Shachtman?”
“Me too! In 1962 did you join Robertson’s opposition caucus, the Revolutionary Tendency?”
“Holy shit! And of course like me you were expelled and went on to join the International Communist League (Spartacist).”
“Well that goes without saying!”
“In 1985 did you join the International Bolshevik Tendency who claimed that the Sparts have degenerated into an ‘obedience cult’?”
“Nah, me neither. In 1998 did you join the Internationalist Group after the Permanent Revolution Faction were expelled from the ICL?”
“Yeah! I can’t believe this! Maybe I won’t …”
“Die, counterrevolutionary scum!” his erstwhile saviour screams and pushes him off the bridge.