Everyone should be given a choice, as in this case some promises were not kept. There is nothing much the residents can do, perhaps summon the relevant parties to court?
Anyway, here's a joke for everyone to chill
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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 Ayam 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 you during an election.... .. Today you voted."
