Death of a Senator:
A powerful senator dies after a prolonged illness. 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 guy.
"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 club 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 attire.
They run to greet him, hug him, 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 and caviar.
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 big hug 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 head of state 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."
He reflects for a minute, then the senator answers, "Well, I would
never have said it, 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 is 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. The Devil comes over to him and lays his arm
on his neck.
"I don't understand," stammers the senator. "Yesterday I was
here and there was a golf course and club and we ate lobster and cavia
and danced and had a great time. Now all there is, is a wasteland full
of garbage and my friends look miserable.
The Devil looks at him, smiles and says,
"Yesterday we were campaigning...Today you voted for us!"
This goes to show to be careful of disguises and masks that are worn
by
our so called political leaders!!!
VOTE WISELY THIS COMING ELECTION.
even though kerry says hes gona do all of this stuff, he has no plans to nor anyways to execute them. so please see through it and vote right.
Honorable Senate Majority Leader (R-WI) "Liberals have gone stark-raving mad, yes,"- Euterpe