“What have the Jews given Europe?” she cried angrily.

“Karl Marx,” I said.

“Marx,” she cried, “was a fool. Just a typical, low Jew.”

“Don’t talk nonsense,” I said. “One-sixth of the globe is already governed on the basis of his teachings, and on the remainder of the globe his influence is enormous. To denounce him as a fool merely brands you as a thoughtless and ignorant woman. You have never read a word of Marx.”

“Have you?”

“Yes, I have; and what’s more I have tried to beat his beer drinking record without success. He and Friedrich Engels drank their way from the bottom of Tottenham Court Road to The Spaniards on Hampstead Heath, and then he beat Engels in a game of chess. If that does not prove him to be a great man, there is no such thing as a test of greatness.”

(from Shame The Devil)