The Pope and Donald Trump.

Just when you thought the political season could not get anymore absurd along comes yesterday.

I don't think it's just age but I find the present scene - well, akin to the Gladiator sport in Roman times. Apparently the public cheers for blood - and incivility - and conflict. If you have a political gathering that merely discusses issues - how blah! No sound bites. But let one adult male call the other a liar - well, that's news! And top off that delectable sundae with a cherry that contains one of the highest religious authority's questioning one of the combatant's faith and you've got a party! I just wonder how low we can go - it's the political limbo dance of all times!

I hark back to the sweet innocence of the farm boys (ultra-conservative) at Hinkletown school chanting,
 
"Ike is in the White House
Ready to be re-elected
Stevenson's in the garbage can
Ready to be collected!"

 And I don't think the Vatican got into the mix.