[FoRK] [Fwd: Fwd: A nonpartisan joke-- and it is POLITICALLY CORRECT AT THAT! !!!]

Stephen D. Williams <sdw at lig.net> on Tue Feb 5 11:17:08 PST 2008

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While walking down the street one day a US senator is tragically hit by 
atruck 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 are 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 higherup. 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 ofit 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 in 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. 

'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 

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 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 looks at him, smiles and says, 'Yesterday we were 
campaigning...... Today you voted.

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