The Enviromentalist

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    Subject: enviromentalist

    A very rich lady from California, who was a tree hugger and a vociferous
    anti-hunter, purchased a piece of timberland. There was a large tree on
    one of the highest points in the tract. She wanted to get a good view of
    the natural splendor of her land so she started to climb the big tree. As
    she neared the top, she encountered a bobcat that attacked her.

    In her haste to escape, the lady slid down the tree to the ground and got
    many splinters in her crotch. In considerable pain, she hurried to the
    nearest country doctor. She told him what an environmentalist and
    anti-hunter she was and how she came to get all the splinters.

    The doctor listened to her story with great patience and then told her to
    go into the examining room and he would see if he could help her.

    She sat and waited for three hours before the doctor reappeared. The angry
    lady demanded, "What took you so long?"

    He smiled and then told her, "Well, I had to get permits from the
    Environmental Protection Agency, the Forest Service, and the Bureau of
    Land Management before I could remove old-growth timber from a
    recreational area and I'm sorry, darling, but they all turned me down."