Clem, a fourth generation landowner was on his tractor, plowing up his land for his new crop. Meanwhile high up on the overlooking hillsides, a buss load of senators and representatives with some BLM bureaucrats were slowly winding down the dirt road to his farm to analyze his farming practices with regard to federal use law.

On one of the tight turns, a wheel slid off the road, the buss lurched, slipped further, then careened 1200 feet down the mountain, crushing trees and finally came to rest on his newly plowed field. broken, upside down and in pieces. Bodies and blood everywhere.

Clem stopped his plowing and went for a looksee. Most of the visitors had ended up on his field, some moaning, some obviously dead.

Clem cranked back up, hurredly went to his barn and swapped out his tractor for his trusty bulldozer. He returned to the awful scene and proceeded to dig a ditch, where he neatly buried the buss and the bodies.

He then swapped out his bulldozer for his trusty tractor and continued plowing, as before, when two black suburbans of FBI came down the hill to his farm and stopped. One got out and waved him over.

They asked him "Did you see a bussload of people pass here?"

Clem pulled his corncob pipe out of his overalls, packed it tight, lit it and finally said....wellsir they didn't zackly pass. They tumbled down the mountain and ended up on my plowed ground yonder.

Did you see it? Yessir. Awfullest mess you ever laid eyes on.

Well where are they? They's done dead and buried, 'long with the buss..

Dead? DEAD? You are sure were they were ALL dead? Yessir...graveyard dead. Aint nobody coulda lived thru that.

Are you a doctor? How do you know they were dead? Were they talking, moaning?

Wellsir sure nuff some said they were not dead, but seein as how they were all policicians, you know how them bastards will lie.