When I was in the FRG as a young private I heard this joke:

The sun was rising in the east and greeted Erich Honecker with a hearty good morning sir when he came out on his balcony.
That night Erich came out and again saw the sun, but there was no greeting, so he asked what was up.
The sun said f u Honecker, I'm in the west now!

Thanks for taking your freedoms,...