So I had a dream last night that the College of Cardinals elected a new pope and most everyone was very happy, especially me, because they elected some middle-aged guy from Rhode Island named Tony who seemed really cool and eager to bridge the gap between the conservative Catholics and the more independent Catholics who felt pushed away by the politics. He was just an average joe who had worked in the non-profit sector as a social worker and foster parent before being elected pope. He was really loved and we threw him a big parade where he walked down St. Peter's Square shaking hands with all the children. He was holding a baby and people were taking pictures.

Then he was shot in the head by some right-wing crazy evangelical pro-life man.

After that, the College of Cardinals decided to elect a more conservative pope and elected Cardinal Francis Arinze, the African cardinal who ranks fourth in the Catholic hierarchy and who advocates communion denial for pro-choice individuals.

Sometimes I wish I didn't remember my dreams.