His Holiness was driving along when he noticed a frantic commotion off at the edge of the woods. He found a helpless, long-haired, bearded, middle-aged man wearing Patagonia shorts, sandals, and an old "Vote for Obama" T-shirt.
The man was yelling and struggling frantically, thrashing all about trying to free himself from the grasp of a big, 1,200-pound grizzly bear.
As the Pope watched in horror, a group of cowboys, all wearing MAGA ball caps, and "Go Trump" and “America First" t-shirts, came racing up on horseback. One quickly fired a .44 Magnum slug right into the bear's chest. The two other men pulled the bleeding, semiconscious man from the bear's grasp. The rest of the men dragged the dead grizzly onto the bed of their pickup truck while the others tenderly placed the injured man in the back seat.
As they began to leave, the Pope summoned all of them over to him. "I give you my blessing for your brave actions!" he proudly proclaimed. "I have heard there was bitter hatred between Republican and Democrat Party supporters, but now I've seen with my own eyes that this is not really true and that America is truly a blessed place in which to live."
As the Pope drove off, one cowboy asked, "Who was that guy?"
"Dude, that was the Pope," another replied “It’s believed by many that he has access to all wisdom."
Well," the cowboy said, "he may have access to all wisdom, but he don't know shit about bear hunting in Idaho. By the way, is the bait still alive or do we need to go back to California and get another one?”