There’s an old joke in which a political speechwriter dies and goes before Saint Peter, who gives him a choice between heaven and hell. Keeping an open mind, the speechwriter asks to see both. Saint Peter takes him to hell first, showing him a room packed with exhausted-looking speechwriters, all typing away madly, racing to hit their deadlines. “That’s my worst nightmare!” says the speechwriter. “Please show me heaven.” So, Saint Peter takes him there and shows him another room, also full of frantically typing speechwriters. “But this is the same as hell!” the writer protests. “Not at all,” Saint Peter answers. “Up here, we use their stuff.”