A country preacher had a teenage son, and it was getting to the time that the boy should give some thought to choosing a profession. Like many young men, the boy didn't really know what he wanted to do, and he didn't seem too concerned about it.
One day, while the boy was away to school, his father decided to try an experiment. He went into the boy's room and placed on his study table four objects:
A Silver Dollar
A bottle of vodka
A baggie with weed, crack, heroin, and drug paraphernalia.
'I'll just hide behind the door, the preacher said to himself, 'and when he comes home from school this afternoon, I'll see which object he picks up.'
'If it's the Bible, he's going to be a preacher like me, and what a blessing that would be!'
'If he picks up the dollar, he's going to be a business man, and that would be okay, too.'
'And, if he picks up the bottle, he's going to be a no-good drunkard, and Lord, what a shame that would be.'
'But worst of all, if he uses the drugs, he will be a morally decrepit junkie, and all is lost.'
The old man waited anxiously, and soon heard his son's footsteps as he entered the house whistling and headed for his room. The boy tossed his books on the bed, and as he turned to leave the room, he spotted the objects on the table. With curiosity in his eye, he walked over to inspect them.
Eventually, he picked up the Bible and placed it under his arm.
He picked up the Silver Dollar and dropped into his pocket.
He unscrewed the bottle and took a big drink.
Finally he began to load the crack pipe.
'Lord have mercy,' the old preacher whispered disgustedly,
'He’s going to be the next mayor of Toronto!'