Bloglaugh: Heaven and Hell

While walking down the street one day a Corrupt senator
> politician was tragically hit by a car and died.
>
> 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 Senator.
>
> "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 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
> Filipino people.
>
> They played a friendly game of golf and then dine 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
> Senator 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 for him, "Now
> it's time to visit heaven."
>
> So, 24 hours passed 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 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."
>