Ever since God decided that comedians needed some fodder, he created the politician. That’s why we have, over the centuries, heard so many political jokes. They are often a big joke in and of themselves without any help from comedians………or bloggers looking to fill space with a new article.
The approval rating of the U.S. Congress is abysmal and to be a part of that fraternity would prove to be embarrassing to anyone except a politician. You see they live in their own little world believing they know what’s best for you and me and all too often they have very inflated egos.
This is, of course, leading into another story about politicians, just in case you were wondering.
It all begins with three guys dying in a terrible car accident and they find themselves in heaven (not politicians). As they are hanging around waiting for room assignments – yeah, I know. Who says heaven has room assignments? Well, this is my story so they get room assignments.
The first guy greets St. Peter (What? You expecting Ed McMahon?) and St. Peter reads over his biography and tells him, “You’re in room 18. Go down this walkway and you’ll find room 18 on your right about halfway down. However, when you pass room 12 be very, very quiet.”
So, with that the first guy heads out with a curious smile on his face.
Next up is accident victim Number Two. St. Peter reads over his resume of life’s deeds, pauses to think and then says to Number Two, “Ah, yes! You are in room 23. Just follow this pathway and you’ll find room 23 on your left just past Dunkin Donuts. (I just thought I’d throw that in there for an extra laugh.) However, when you pass room 12 be very, very, VERY quiet.” And with that Number Two headed on down the pathway. When he passed by room 12, he stopped briefly, wondering why he needed to be so quiet.
The third victim greets St. Peter. St. Peter tells him, “Having looked over your resume of good deeds, you’ll be if room 88, the last room on the right at the far end of this pathway. Take your belongings with you when you go and remember, be very, very, very, extremely quiet when you pass by door 12.”
Number Three gathered up his things and started to leave but stopped, turned back to St. Peter and asks, “I’m just curious. Why is it that you keep emphasizing that we need to be so quiet when we pass by room 12? What’s behind door 12 that we need to be quiet?”
And with that St. Peter answered, “That’s where we send all the politicians. We need to be quiet because they think they are the only ones up here.”
Tom Remington
