|
While walking down the street one day, a Republican head of state 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 Republican.
"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
Republican head of state.
"I'm sorry but we have our rules." And with that, St. Peter escorts the
Republican 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 dress. They run to greet him, hug him, and reminisce about the
good times they had while getting rich at expense of the people. They
play a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster and caviar. Also
present is the Devil (a Republican, too), 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 Republican
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 head of state answers: "Well, I would
never have thought it, I mean Heaven has been delightful, but I think I
would be better off in Hell."
So Saint 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 the Republican and lays an arm on his neck.
"I don't understand," stammers the Republican head of state. Yesterday I
was here and there was a golf course and club and we ate lobster and
caviar and danced and had a great time. Now all there 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!"
|
Printer-friendly format
Email this thread to a friend
Bookmark this thread
(1000+ posts)
Send PM |
Profile |
Ignore
