A Senator Dies Political Crap / Back Home
Thanks to Mary Lou for sending this one!
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 senator. "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 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 an d then dine on
lobster, caviar and champagne. 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
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 gro up 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 minut e, then 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 a nd 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."