This is Herbie.Well, well, well—Pope Leo XIV, born and bred in Chicago, rolls onto the Vatican stage like the Windy City just got holy water on tap, and the MAGA crowd’s already clutching their rosaries in panic. Trump gave the thumbs-up, probably because Leo doesn’t look like a threat—until he opens his mouth about immigration, compassion, and social justice. Suddenly, Steve Bannon’s foaming at the mouth calling him the “worst pick ever,” as if the Holy Spirit accidentally voted blue. Catholic Twitter is burning like incense at an Easter vigil, and half the culture warriors don’t know whether to pray or protest.Here’s the question: are these “America First” disciples mad because Pope Leo’s actually Catholic—you know, the guy preaching mercy, care for the poor, and love thy immigrant? Or are they just angry the papacy can’t be bought with campaign hats and country club endorsements? This isn’t about theology—it’s about control. Pope Leo might wear white, but he’s not here to play purity politics. He’s shaking the table, not flipping it. And the real drama? It’s watching the far right realize they can’t bully the Vatican like it’s a school board meeting.This is Herbie. New pope, new rules—grab your incense and your irony.
