A powerful senator dies after a prolonged illness. 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 arts,
you see, so we're not sure what to do with you."
"No problem, just let me in," says the guy.
"Well, I'd like to but I have orders from 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 club 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 attire. They run to greet him,
hug him, 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 and caviar.
Also present is the Devil, who really is a very friendly guy who 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 big hug
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 head of state 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."
He reflects for a minute, then the senator answers, "Well, I would never
have said it, 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 is 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.
The Devil comes over to him and lays his arm on his neck. "I don't
understand," stammers the senator. "Yesterday I was here and there
was a golf course and club and we ate lobster and caviar and danced
and had a great time. Now all there is, is a wasteland full of garbage
and my friends look miserable.
The Devil looks at him, smiles and says, "Yesterday we were
campaigning ...Today you voted for us!"
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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 arts,
you see, so we're not sure what to do with you."
"No problem, just let me in," says the guy.
"Well, I'd like to but I have orders from 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 club 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 attire. They run to greet him,
hug him, 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 and caviar.
Also present is the Devil, who really is a very friendly guy who 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 big hug
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 head of state 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."
He reflects for a minute, then the senator answers, "Well, I would never
have said it, 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 is 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.
The Devil comes over to him and lays his arm on his neck. "I don't
understand," stammers the senator. "Yesterday I was here and there
was a golf course and club and we ate lobster and caviar and danced
and had a great time. Now all there is, is a wasteland full of garbage
and my friends look miserable.
The Devil looks at him, smiles and says, "Yesterday we were
campaigning ...Today you voted for us!"
VOTE WISELY THIS COMING ELECTION
