While walking down the street one day a US 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 official around these parts,
>> you see, so we're 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 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 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.'
>> 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 shoulder.
>> 'I don't understand,' stammers the senator. 'Yesterday I was here and
>> there was a golf course and club house, 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.' [}]