President Obama has created a Constitutional crisis over religious freedom by aggressively using the power of his office to re-define it as a narrow “freedom to worship.” He seems proud of the moniker “most pro abortion president in history.” He has done more to destroy traditional marriage than any other living American.
Why would he want to have his photo taken with the pope?
Maybe he views himself as a sort of alter-statesman, a gee to the Holy Father’s haw, an omega to the pope’s alpha.
All I know is that the President of the United States is on his way for a photo op with the black-shoe pope who rides around in a battered up old jalopy that looks like it came from an inner city slum.
The president is arriving on his very own jet, accompanied by his entourage of 700 staff. He’ll be dressed to the nines and swoop in with his Secret Service agents, complete with mirror glasses and grim expressions.
The pope will presumably ramble over from the digs he shares with other Vatican staff and clergy after a hearty communal breakfast.
One man is the synthesis of ambition and earthly power. The other is the anti-thesis of it.
One man is considered the most powerful man on earth. The other is so gentle that small children steal his chair while he’s making a speech.
One man leads my country. The other leads me.
What will they talk about as the cameras flash?