ABSTRACT
Kurt Tucholsky tells the story of an old, slightly tipsy gentleman who felt no ambiguity about SPD goals. When asked in the 1920s whether he would vote for the SPD, he replied (in inimitable Berlin slang) in the affirmative: "It is such a reassuring feeling. One does something for the Revolution, but one knows exactly: with this party it will not come. And that is very important for a family owned vegetable store." 1
