Philippine Congressman Afterlife
While walking down the street one day a Philippine
congressman is tragically hit by a truck and dies.
His soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter at
"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 congressman.
"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
"Really, I've made up my mind. I want to be in
heaven," says the congressman.
"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 is having a good time dancing and
They are all having such a good time that before the
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 pass with the congressman 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 congressman 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
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
"I don't understand," stammers the congressman.
"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
...... Today, you voted."