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One night, a man had a dream. He dreamed that he went to Hell. He looked around and was surprised to find out that Hell looked remarkably like a beautifully appointed formal dining salon. Long, dark wood tables were covered with rich, expensive fabrics and piled high with sumptuously prepared foods of all kinds: perfectly cooked meats, excellent cheeses, fresh fruits and vegetables, all of the finest wines. There was an overabundance of food; plenty for all and to spare. Then the man looked more closely at the denizens of Hell, who were all seated at these long tables before this magnificent feast.
They were all starving. Every one. Emaciated, cadaverous souls were groaning in agony at their eternal hunger. The dreaming man did a double-take, and discovered that the souls of Hell had no elbows. They couldn't feed themselves, and were wasting away in front of a feast suitable for, well, for Heaven. The man shook his head sadly, and woke up.
The very next night, the man dreamed he was in Heaven, and was surprised to find it exactly the same as Hell; Same furniture, same decorations and trim, and of course the same stunning, mouth-watering feast. And the souls of Heaven had exactly the same handicap as those in Hell: no elbows. They couldn't feed themselves.
But every one was well fed, laughing, enjoying each other's company, and having a glorious time with one another. It didn't take the dreaming man long to figure out why Heaven was so different from Hell: Here in Heaven, they were feeding each other.
So, do "rugged individualists" go to Hell? To liberals go to Heaven?
Reply with your thoughts.
Lurking Freepers, don't bother; we know your idea of Heaven is a whites-only country club.
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