At the plane crash site, one lone survivor sat with
his back against a tree, chewing on a bone.  As
he tossed the bone onto a huge pile of bones, he
noticed the rescue team.  "Thank Heavens!", he
cried out in relief.  "I am saved!"

The rescue team did not move, as they were in
shock, seeing the pile of human bones beside this
lone survivor.  Obviously he had eaten his comrades.
The Survivor saw the horror in their faces and hung
his own head in shame. "You can't judge me for this,"
he insisted.  "I had to survive.  Is it so wrong to want
to live?"

The leader of the rescue team stepped forward,
shaking his head in disbelief.  "I won't judge you
for doing what was necessary to survive, but Good
Heavens, man, your plane only went down yesterday!"