In Russia during the height of the 1921 famine ,a bread queue has formed outside in freezing weather to feed the citizens but the bread truck hasn't arrived.

A party official comes up and says, "Hello comrades! There isn't enough bread to feed everyone today, so no bread will be given to any Jews."

All of the Jews, used to disappointment, shrug, pack up their things and go home.

Two hours go by as the snow keeps falling. The official returns and announces, "We're very sorry, comrades. There is even less bread than expected. Only members of the Communist party will be fed. Everyone else must go home."

The line shrinks even further.

Three more hours go by, the villagers shivering. The official returns, and says "It looks like we're very short. Only Party members who served in the war effort will be receiving bread today."

By now there are only ten or so old men waiting in the dusk, trying not to be buried in the snowdrifts. The official returns just around dinnertime.

"Apologies, comrades. There's no bread at all coming today. Return home and thanks for your service."

One of the veterans grumbles to the other: "This is terrible. I've been here since daybreak and my very bones are freezing."

"I know," the other snaps. "Lucky Jews!"