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Rebel Yell
10-09-2008, 03:51 PM
An oldie but goodie.


While walking down the street one day a U.S. 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 e 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, be fore 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.'

he 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.'

enslaved1
10-09-2008, 05:51 PM
+1 for truth, unfortunately it applies to both sides of the ballot.

PoliCon
10-09-2008, 09:04 PM
+1 for truth, unfortunately it applies to both sides of the ballot.chant with me - TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS!

enslaved1
10-10-2008, 12:56 PM
chant with me - TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS! TERM LIMITS!

thread jack to the Nth degree, but what exactly are the arguments against imposing term limits on our Congressional buddies? It seems as badly as many of them have screwed up for so many years, there must be some darn good ones, other than they would be voting themselves out of a meal ticket.

PoliCon
10-12-2008, 01:56 PM
thread jack to the Nth degree, but what exactly are the arguments against imposing term limits on our Congressional buddies? It seems as badly as many of them have screwed up for so many years, there must be some darn good ones, other than they would be voting themselves out of a meal ticket. It's the mean ticket thing. There are no good reasons I have ever heard expressed for not imposing term limits. Take Bloomberg's BS reasons for wanting the term limits lifted in NYC. These guys get a taste of power and they are unwilling or unable to give it up. The last thing our Founding Fathers wanted was a political class. It's one of the reasons why they set up the system we have and why Washington spoke against political parties. The existence of a political class always leads to a totalitarian state.