A railway worker goes to a bar

Exhausted from the drudgery of his menial job, a railway worker, heads to his neighbourhood dive to let off some steam. After an uneventful few hours, the drinker’s reverie is disturbed by the entry into the bar of a well-to-do looking woman, who takes the seat next to him. His curiosity piqued, the railway worker asks the lady, “Ma’am, excuse me for saying this, but you don’t seem like the type to be drinking at a seedy little joint like this”. The lady explains to the man that she grew up in the neighbourhood but had left the place the moment she had the chance. Now, some 20 years later, she had made a life for herself in the big city with a high-positioned bank job and all the trappings of a jet-setting lifestyle. Already 6 or 7 or 8 drinks too deep, the railway worker understandably finds it hard to keep a hold of his emotions. “True power in this country is exercised by BANKS! You answer to no one and do as you damn please without fear of consequence or prick of conscience. How does it feel to wield absolute power over us common folk? “, he asks her. The banker replies, “Hey, that’s not fair, we don’t have absolute power over anybody. It’s simply not possible. Because last I checked, banks have cheques and balances, sir.”