While walking down the street one day a US senator is tragically hit by
>a truck and dies.
>
>
>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 man.
>
>
>"Well, I'd like to, but I have orders fro m higher up. 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 play a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster, caviar and
>champagne.
>
>
>Also present is the devil, who really is a very friendly guy w ho has a
>good time dancing and telling jokes. They are having such a good time
>that before he 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 on heaven where St
>Peter is waiting for him.
>
>
>"Now it's time to visit heaven."
>
>
>So, 24 hours pass 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 from above.
>
>
>The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his shoulder.
>"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 looks at him, smiles and says, "Yesterday we were
>campaigning...... Today you voted."
>a truck and dies.
>
>
>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 man.
>
>
>"Well, I'd like to, but I have orders fro m higher up. 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 play a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster, caviar and
>champagne.
>
>
>Also present is the devil, who really is a very friendly guy w ho has a
>good time dancing and telling jokes. They are having such a good time
>that before he 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 on heaven where St
>Peter is waiting for him.
>
>
>"Now it's time to visit heaven."
>
>
>So, 24 hours pass 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 from above.
>
>
>The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his shoulder.
>"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 looks at him, smiles and says, "Yesterday we were
>campaigning...... Today you voted."
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