Vote For Hell
While walking down the street one day a female senator is tragically hit
by a truck and dies. Her 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 lady. "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 her
to the elevator and she goes down, down, down to Hell. The doors open
and she finds herself in the middle of a green golf course.. In the
distance is a club and standing in front of it are all her friends and
other politicians who had worked with her, everyone is very happy and in
evening dress.
They run to greet her, hug her, 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, 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 she realizes it, it is
time to go. Everyone gives her 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 her.
"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 she 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." She reflects for a minute, then the senator answers:
"Well, I would never have said it, I mean Heaven has been delightful,
but I think I would be better off in Hell."
So Saint Peter escorts her to the elevator and she goes down, down,
down to Hell. Now the doors of the elevator open and she is in the
middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage. She sees all her
friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in black
bags. The Devil comes over to her and lays his arm on her neck. "I don't
understand," stammers the senator. "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 her, smiles and says, "Yesterday we were campaigning.
Today you voted for us!"
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Sådan er den politiske virkelighed...
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regards, Peter Bjørn Perlsø
http://haxor.dk
http://liberterran.org
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