This is a great glimpse of reality.

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. Pete.
"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 higher up. 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, 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. Pete 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 common people.

They play a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster, caviar
and champagne.

Also present is the devil - really 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.
Pete is waiting for him.

"Now it's time to visit heaven."

So, 24 hours pass with the senator joining a group of contented souls
floating from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. They have a
good time, and, before he realizes it, the 24 hour 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 answers: "Well, I would never
have said it before, I mean heaven has been delightful and all, but I think
I would be happier in hell."

So St. Peter escorts him down 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 clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar,
drank champange and danced and had a great time. Now there's nothing but
a wasteland full of garbage and all of my friends look miserable. What
happened?"

The devil looks at him, smiles and says................

"Yesterday we were campaigning. Today you voted!!"