Wednesday, March 16, 2016

Choose Wisely

While walking down the street one day, a presidential 
candidate was struck by a car and killed. His soul arrives
in heaven and is met by St. Peter at the entrance.
“Welcome to heaven,” says St. Peter. “It seems there is a 
problem. We seldom see a high officials around these
parts, you see, so we’re not sure what to do with you.”
“No problem, just let me in,” says the politician.
“Well, I’d like to, but I have orders from the higher ups. 
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 politician.
“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 then dined on lobster, 
caviar and the finest champagne.
Also present is the devil, who really is a very friendly 
guy who is having a good time dancing and telling jokes.
They are all having such a good time that before the 
politician 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 , “Now it’s time to visit
The politician joins 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, you’ve spent a day in hell and another in heaven. 
Now choose your eternity.”
The politician reflects for a minute, then answers: 
“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 to the
The devil comes over to him and puts his arm 
around the politician’s shoulders.
“I don’t understand,” stammers the politician. 
“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 and says, 
“Yesterday we were campaigning, Today, you voted.”
The moral of this story is: Vote wisely on Election Day!

Thanks Hal


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