While walking down the street one day a Corrupt Senator was
tragically hit
by a car and died. His soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter
at the entrance.
"Welcome to heaven," says St. Peter.
"Before you settle in, it seems there
is a problem. We seldom see a high official around
these parts, you see, so
we're not sure what to do with you."
"No problem, just let me in," says the
Senator.
"Well, I'd like to, but I have orders from
the higher ups. What we'll do is
have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven.
Then you can choose where
to spend eternity."
"Really? I've made up my mind. I want to be
in heaven," says the Senator.
"I'm sorry, but we have our rules."
And with that, St. Peter escorts him to the
elevator and he goes down to hell.
The doors open and he finds himself in the middle
of a green golf course. In
the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front
of it are all his friends
and other politicians who had worked with him.
Everyone is very happy and in evening dress. They
run to greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce about the good times they
had while getting rich at the expense of the people. They played a friendly game of golf and then dine
on lobster, caviar and the finest champagne. Also present is the devil, who really is a very
friendly guy who is having a good time dancing and telling jokes. They are all having such a good time that before
the Senator realizes it, it is time to go. Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves
while the elevator rises.
The elevator goes up, up, up and the door reopens
in heaven where St. Peter
is waiting for him, "Now it's time to visit
heaven..."
So, 24 hours passed with the Senator joining a
group of contented souls
moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and
singing. They have a good
time and, before he realizes it, the 24 hours have
gone by and St. Peter
returns.
"Well, then, you've spent a day in hell and
another in heaven. Now choose
your eternity." The Senator reflects for a minute, then he
answers:
"Well, I would neverhave said it before, I mean heaven has been
delightful,
but I think I would be better off in hell."
St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down to hell. Now the doors of the elevator open and he's in the
middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage. He sees all his
friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in black bags
as more trash falls from above. Then the devil comes over to him and puts
his arm around his shoulders.
"I don't understand," stammers the
Senator. "Yesterday I was
here and there
was a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate
lobster and caviar, drank
champagne, and danced and had a great time. Now
there's just a wasteland
full of garbage and my friends look miserable.
What happened?"
The devil smiles at him and says,"Yesterday we were
campaigning, Today, you
voted."
Vote
wisely on November 2.
