Heaven or Hell ?

Good one Steve!

                    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. 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 man.
                    
                    "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 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 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 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 Peter
                    is waiting for him.
                    
                    
                    "Now it's time to visit heaven."
                    
                    So, 24 hours pass 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 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
                    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 looks at him, smiles and
                    says, "Yesterday we were
                    campaigning...... Today you voted."