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Heaven or Hell
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 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 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.
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
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
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 on
November 2, 2012