Monday, January 9, 2012

Satan's Politics

While walking down the street one day a US
 senator is tragically hit by a truck and dies.

The Senator's 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.

St. Peter says, "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",
replies St.Peter.

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,
" St Peter says.

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 the
24 hours in heaven passes by 
and St. Peter returns.

"Well, you've spent a day in
hell and another in heaven.
Now which will you choose
for your eternity?" St Peter asks.

The Senator reflects for a minute,
then he answers, "Well, I never
would have thought it before,
I mean heaven has been delightful,
but I think I would be happier
and better off .. In hell."

So St. Peter escorts him to the 

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

Today .. You voted."

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