I can't recall where this joke (or is it a moral?) came from, but it goes something like this. A man dies and is greeted at the Pearly Gates by Saint Peter. Saint Peter congratulates the man on getting into heaven but adds that because it was such a close call, he first is going to be shown the fate he narrowly escaped in Hell.
Saint Peter shows the man an enormous room whose tables filled with a lush banquet of every culinary delight known to man. At first, the newcomer is confused by the bounty laid out in front of the condemned until he notices that the people sitting at the tables picking up the food can't bend their arms. When the realization hits him that this is how they'll spend eternity, he asks Saint Peter to take away the vision.
Saint Peter then leads him through the gates and takes him to an enormous room whose tables are filled with every culinary delight known to man. His surprise turns to shock when he realizes that the people here can't bend their arms either. As Saint Peter leads him to a vacant seat at the end of the table, the man asks him how this is any different than hell. Saint Peter explains that in heaven people have learned to feed each other.
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