A bulletin post from friendster...
while walking down the street one day, a
Philippine senator 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 ranking
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.
"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 championship 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 formal
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 dined on lobster, caviar and
champagne. Also present was the devil,
who really is a very friendly guy, he
was having a good time dancing and
telling jokes.
They are all having such a good time
that before the senator realizes it, it
was 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. Peter returns.
"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 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 from above.
The devil comes over to him and puts his
arm around his shoulders.
"I don't understand," stammers the senator.
"Yesterday I was here and there was a
golf course and a 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!"
i will not tell you to vote wisely for
to do it wisely could mean a lot of
things. VOTE with a CONSCIENCE!
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