While walking down the street one day a
Philippine 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 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 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 and 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 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 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 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 says, "Yesterday
we were campaigning ......
Today, you voted."
THINK BEFORE YOU VOTE!
THINK BEFORE YOU VOTE!
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