One day, a politician was tragically hit by a car while walking down on the street and died. Her souls ended up standing in front of the pearly gates where St. Peter looks at her her for a second, flicks through his book and finds the politician’s name.
Here are their conversatons: “So, you’re a politician…”
“Well, yes, is that a problem?”
“Oh no, no problem. But we’ve recently adopted a new system for people in your line of work!”
“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 day in heaven. Then you can choose where to spend eternity.”
“Really? But I’ve made up my mind. I want to be in heaven.”
“I’m sorry, but we have our rules.”
With that, St. Peter escorts the politician to the elevator and she goes down to hell. Its doors open and she nervously cover her eyes with her hand, knowing she’s in hell. Cautiously, the politician listens for the screams, sniffs the air for brimstone, and finds… Nothing.
Instead, she finds herself standing in the middle of a green golf course. Everyone
is very happy and in an evening dress. They run to greet her, shake her hand, and reminisce about the good times they had while getting rich at the expense of the people.
Satan is also present who is a friendly guy having a good time dancing and telling jokes. Satan was so handsome with a perfect body that promise everlasting pleasure to any ladies including her?
“Really? This is Hell? But… Where’s all the pain and suffering?” the politician asked Satan while obviously flirting.
Satan throws her a wink. “Oh, we’ve been a bit mis-represented over the years, it’s a long story.”
He whispers in her ear… And off they went to his penthouse suite, and spend the rest of the day like excited lovers on their honeymoon. After 6 hours of intense passion, she falls into a deep and happy sleep.
Before the politician realizes it, its time to go. The elevator goes up and the door reopens where St. Peter is waiting for her.
“Now it’s time to visit heaven…”
Twenty-four hours passed with the politician joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud. They have a good time and before the politician 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 politician answered: “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 the politician to the elevator and she goes down to hell. She’s in the middle of total darkness. The stench of ammonia filling the air and distant screams the only noise.
Satan was standing next to her wearing the same suit as before. He comes over to the politician and puts his arm around her shoulders.
The politician stammers:“I don’t understand.”
“Yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, danced and had a really great time. What’s this?”
Satan smiles at the politician saying: “Yesterday we were campaigning, Today, you voted.”
This short story had the most valuable voting lesson that a politician’s promise is always made to be broken. If we reflect on this, we can find this very true. Our political aspirants will keep making promises that seem too good to be true. Some might even buy your votes and hand cash to people. We might see luxury for one day, for a short period while they try to win our votes, but the exchange will be a lifetime of suffering for us.
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