The following is a nonpartisan, politically correct message for those of you who will be voting this November.
While walking down a Washington street one day, a U.S. Senator is struck 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 from higher up. What we'll do is have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven. Then you can choose where you wish to spend eternity."
"Really, I've made my mind up. 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 door opens and he finds himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the distance is a club house and standing in front 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 at the expense of the people.
They had a friendly game of golf and then dined on lobster, caviar and champagne.
Also present is the devil who is really 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 hearty farewell and waves while the elevator rises.
The elevator goes, up, up and up where the door opens into 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 the senator realizes it the 24 hours have passed and St. Peter returns.
"Well then, you've spent a day in hell and a day in heaven. Choose your eternity."
The senator reflects for a minute, then he answers: "Well, I would have never said it before, I mean heaven has been delightful, but I think I would be off in hell."
So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell.
Now the doors open and he is the middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage.
He see all his friends dressed in rags,picking up the trash and putting it in black bags as more trash falls from above.
The devils 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 club house and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, danced and had a great time.
Now, there is just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends are miserable."
The devil looks at him, smiles and say, "Yesterday, we were campaigning...Today, you voted." |
