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 THINK BEFORE YOU VOTE
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رن جرس هاتفي المحمول قبل قليل وكان المتصل هو كوستاوي
انا: اهلاً ياخردة
كوستاوي: كيفك يا زول وينك ما ظاهر وما قاعد تكتب
انا: والله قللت كثير جداً من الكتابة لكن بقرأ كل ما وجدت فرصة
كوستاوي: مشيت ادليت بصوتك ولا لسه؟
انا: حا امشي بعد شوية في ال Lunch hour بتاعتي
كوستاوي: انا عندي لستة ناس ومدور فيهم تلفونات من قبيل عشان يمشوا يصوتوا
انا: والله فيك الخير لكن واجب التصويت ما فايت علي
وانتهت المكالمة بعد ان شكرني الرجل على التصويت وشكرته على اهتمامه ..
يصادف اليوم الثاني من نوفمبر انتخابات نصف الدورة لبعض مقاعد مجلسي الشيوخ والنواب الأمريكيين بالإضافة للعديد من الوظائف العليا الخاصة بكل ولاية ..
كثيراً ما تصاحب الإنتخابات وما قبلها وعود كاذبة يطلقها المرشحون من اجل الحصول على اصوات الناخبين، وهذا يحدث حتى في اكثر البلدان حضارة وديمقراطية ..
من القصص الطريفة التي سمعتها انه في انتخابات الجمعية التأسيسية عام ١٩٦٨ رشح الحزب الإتحادي الديمقراطي احد الأثرياء الإتحاديين في دائرة نائية في غرب السودان، ولما زار المرشح دائرته وعد الناخبين بتنمية المنطقة وبناء عدد من المدارس ومستشفى واكد لهم انه سيفي بوعده حتى لو لم يفز في الإنتخابات، ولكن بالرغم من ذلك فاز مرشح حزب الأمة الذي وعد الناخبين بتوصيل السكة حديد للمنطقة ..
وبعد فترة قابل بعض اهالي المنطقة المرشح الإتحادي وسألوه عن المستشفى والمدارس فرد عليهم بقوله "والله انا جاهز بس منتظر السكة حديد تصل المنطقة عشان نجيب الطوب والأسمنت" تذكرت هذه القصة قبل قليل وانا اتصفح ايميل مرسل من احد الموظفين معنا بالشركة وهو عبارة عن قصة بعنوان THINK BEFORE YOU VOTE وهي قصة مليئة بالعبر والمعاني واحببت ان اشرككم فيها ..
THINK BEFORE YOU VOTE
HEAVEN OR HELL
While walking down the street one day a Corrupt Senator was tragically
hit by a car and died.
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 Senator.
"Well, I'd like to, but I have orders from the higher ups. 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 friend sand 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 played a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster, caviar
and the finest champagne.
Also present is the devil, who really is a very friendly guy who is
having good time dancing and telling jokes.
They are all having such a good time that before the Senator 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 passed 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 shoulders.
"I don't understand," stammers the Senator. "Yesterday I was here and
there was 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 were campaigning, today, you voted."
Vote wisely on November 2, 2010
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