Who me? I was hoping to just make jokes for a while. So first:
Then one nun took the glass back to the kitchen. Remembering a bottle of Irish whiskey received as a gift the previous Christmas, she opened and poured a generous amount into the warm milk.
Back at Mother Superior’s bed, she held the glass to her lips. Mother Superior drank a little, then a little more. Before they knew it, she had drunk the whole glass down to the last drop. “Mother”, the nuns pleaded, “Please give us some wisdom before you die.” She raised herself up in bed with a pious look on her face and said, “Don’t sell that cow.”
So, bridges? We already have bridges. Pope Francis never said we didn’t. He said, “A person who thinks only about building walls, wherever they may be, and not building bridges, is not Christian. This is not the gospel.” If President Trump would have been sharp, instead of talking about literal walls down so Roman streets, he would have jumped on the Pope for mixing his metaphors, something no Jesuit should do. After all, one does not build a bridge over a wall, but a door through it, as in, “One who builds walls and not doors is not Christian.”
But we have bridges, that is, connection both to other countries and to the citizens of other countries. The problem is that instead of moving forward with greater charity and interconnectedness, we are thinking of putting up legal and physical barriers. Building a wall for security purposes may be a waste of money, but it is not wrong. Increasing our isolationism is. That is not just Pope Francis, but all of the past popes, most notably Pope Benedict.
Then we can go on and on about how this impacts immigration, why I am in favor of easier immigration for the majority of people, and how this would aid security; but I think this post is too long as it is.