While
walking down the street one day a corrupt Politician (that may be redundant) 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 Politician.
"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 Politician.
"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 Politician
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
Politician 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
Politician 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 Politician. "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 6, 2012
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