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HEAVEN OR HELL...
While walking down the street one day a Malaysian Boleh Minister 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 have made up my mind. I want to be in heaven," says the Yang
Berhormat. "I'm sorry, but we have our rules," says St. Peter.
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 dressed in the finest batik there is. 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 indulge themselves on lobsters, caviar and the most
expensive food there is.
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 Yang Berhormat 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 Yang Berhormat reflects for a minute, then he answers:
"Well, I would never have said it before, I mean heaven has been delightful,
but I think Ai yam 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
Yang Berhormat. "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 just
like what you did during an election... Today you voted."