The Pope

The Pope went on vacation for a few days to visit the rugged mountains
of Alaska. He was driving along near the campground when he heard a
frantic commotion just at the edge of the woods. He found a helpless
Democrat wearing shorts, sandals, a 'Vote for Hillary' hat and a 'Save
the Trees' shirt. The man was screaming and struggling frantically,
thrashing all about and trying to free himself from the grasp of a
10-foot grizzly bear.

As the Pope watched in horror, a group of Republican loggers wearing
Go Trump shirts came racing up. One quickly fired a .44 magnum slug
right into the bear's chest. The two other men pulled the semiconscious
Democrat from the bear's grasp.

Then using baseball bats, the three loggers finished off the bear. Two
of the men dragged the dead grizzly onto the bed of their pickup truck
while the other tenderly placed the injured Democrat 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 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 logger asked his buddies, "Who was that guy?
"Dude, that 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
don't know squat about bear hunting. By the way, is the bait still
alive or do we need to go back to California and get another one?

Indigenous Men

Story of an indigenous man living on some remote place unaffected by civilization.

One day, I lead a few friends a long way, and find a strange box resting on a couple of stones. We look around the box, a pretty large box strangely shaped. Some of sides of the box are made of a transparent material. The box is nicely decorated with shinny pieces, and all sorts of different items of different colors and consistency. One of my friends enters the box (there was an opening), against our protests. As he sees a thing dangling, he proceeds to turn it.

We all ran for cover. The box came alive, in a loud noise, spraying us with poisoned air, vibrating & shaking, the decorations started to move around.
Our friend was still inside yelling and screaming, Finally, he squirted out of the box, and ran over to us.
Finally, the box silenced.

We approached it carefully. What is this? Is it a strange being? Or did a strange being make it? But for what purpose? Is it a weapon to spray poison air? Is it some sort of drum arrangement? Or maybe a device to make something? The moving pieces could be to throw things at an enemy?
We thought it over for days as we observed the strange box.
All of us came up with different theories on what it was or what it did.

To this day, we still don't know for sure, but one thing is certain, it is some sort of device that other beings left. But, we will get to the bottom of this.