While walking down the street one day a Corrupt Senator (that may be redundant) was 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 politician 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, before we do, we want you to spend one day in hell and one in heaven. Then you can choose where to spend eternity."

"Really not necessary. 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 beautiful green golf course.

In the distance is a magnificent clubhouse, and standing in front of it are his friends and other politicians who had worked with him.

Everyone is very happy. 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 represented.

They then played a friendly game of golf and dined on lobster, caviar and the finest champagne in the awesome dining room.

Also present is the devil, who really is a very friendly guy. He 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 leave.

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, the next 24 hours passed with the Senator joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, praying and singing. He has a peaceful and joyful 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 hot barren land covered with waste and garbage. He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in black plastic bags as more trash falls to the ground.

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.."

Moral of the story; Vote Wisely!

Never More True Than on November 3rd,The devil Is Behind The Curtain.