The Pope took a couple of days off to visit the Rocky Mountains for some
sightseeing.
He was cruising along the campground in the Popemobile when there was a
frantic commotion just at the edge of the woods. A helpless Democrat,
wearing sandals, shorts, a "Save the Whales" / "Bush Lied" T-shirt and a
tree hugger hat, was screaming while struggling frantically, thrashing
around trying to free himself from the jaws of a 10 foot grizzly.
As the Pope watched horrified, a group of Republican loggers came racing up.
One quickly fired a .44 magnum into the bear's chest. The other two reached
up and pulled the bleeding semiconscious Democrat from the bear's grasp.
Then using long clubs, the three loggers finished off the bear and two of
them threw it onto the bed of their truck while the other tenderly placed
the injured Democrat in the back seat.
As they prepared to leave, the Pope summoned them to come over. "I give you
my blessing for your brave actions!" he told them. "I heard there was a
bitter hatred between Republican loggers and Democratic environmental
activists but now I've seen with my own eyes that this is not true."
As the Pope drove off, one of the loggers asked his buddies "Who was that
guy?"
"It was the Pope," another replied, "He's in direct contact with God and has
access to all God's wisdom."
"Well," the logger said, "he may have access to all God's wisdom, but he
sure doesn't know anything about bear hunting! By the way, is the bait
holding up, or do we need to go back to town and snatch another one?
