On a tour of Alaska, the Pope took a couple of days off to visit the
mountains for some sight seeing.

He was cruising along the campground in the Pope-mobile when there was a
frantic commotion just at the edge of the woods. A helpless Democrat,
wearing sandals, shorts, and a "Save the Whales" T-shirt was 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.
Then using long clubs, the three loggers beat the bear to death 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 loggers and environmental activists, but now
I've seen with my own eyes that that 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 okay or do we need to go back to town and grab another
one?"