Feanor
12-25-02, 04:32 AM
Homeland Security Chief John Ashcroft dies and shows up at the Pearly Gates. Saint Peter welcomes him and gestures him on through, but Ashcroft balks.
"Wait a minute. This gate sure looks unsecure. There could be terrorists in there!"
"Not to worry," Saint Peter reassures him. "God keeps all the terrorists out."
"One guard keeps them all out? I doubt it! Does he have a high school diploma?"
"No, but he does have knowledge beyond the doctorate level in every subject known to Man, and then some."
"Well, no matter. Many of our FAA guards don't have diplomas either. Has he moved from private sector employment to become a truly professional federal employee?"
"No, you might say he's self-employed."
"That tears it," Aschcroft steams. "I'm going to Hell where there's some serious professionalism!"
"Professionalism?" Saint Peter is aghast. "But that's where all the terrorists go!"
"True enough," replies Ashcroft, turning to go. "But they're vastly outnumbered by federal agents!"
"Wait a minute. This gate sure looks unsecure. There could be terrorists in there!"
"Not to worry," Saint Peter reassures him. "God keeps all the terrorists out."
"One guard keeps them all out? I doubt it! Does he have a high school diploma?"
"No, but he does have knowledge beyond the doctorate level in every subject known to Man, and then some."
"Well, no matter. Many of our FAA guards don't have diplomas either. Has he moved from private sector employment to become a truly professional federal employee?"
"No, you might say he's self-employed."
"That tears it," Aschcroft steams. "I'm going to Hell where there's some serious professionalism!"
"Professionalism?" Saint Peter is aghast. "But that's where all the terrorists go!"
"True enough," replies Ashcroft, turning to go. "But they're vastly outnumbered by federal agents!"