While walking down
the street one day a Corrupt Senator (that may be redundant) was tragically hit
by a car and died.
His soul arrives in
heaven and is greeted by 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,
down, 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 never have said it before, I mean heaven has been delightful, but I think
I would be better off in hell."
So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator
and he goes down, down, 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 to the ground.
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 in
November.
