The Pope took a couple of days off to do some sight-seeing in Alaska. He was cruising around a campground in the Pope mobile when there was a
frantic commotion at the edge of the woods.
A helpless liberal-progressive, wearing sandals, shorts, a "Save the Whales" hat, and a "Obama 2012" T-shirt, was screaming while frantically
thrashing around trying to free himself from the grasp of a 10-feet-tall grizzly bear.
As the Pope watched horrified, a group of 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 activist 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 man 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 liberal environmental activists but now I've seen with my own eyes that love overcomes hate."
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 Heaven and has access to all wisdom."
"Well," the logger said, "he may have access to all wisdom but he sure don't know nothin' about bear hunting! Is the bait holding up, or do we need to go back
to California and snatch another one?"