If I were the Pope

Trump said he should be a Pope. In my opinion, the most Trump could aspire would be alternate Swiss guard, on the condition of not dyeing his hair and never opening his mouth. However, in the past there have been much worse popes that began wars, burned people and had lovers. Therefore, it seems logical to me that anyone can aspire to such an honor. For example, myself – my agnosticism irrelevant to the case.
Thus, if I were Pope, I would dispense with the discourse Miss Universe of appeal to world peace and would effectively open the Church to all.
The first measure would be to allow the marriage of the priests. There is no biblical foundation that supports the prohibition of this marriage; In Jesus’ time the priests were married; Peter had a woman; And there are even those who say that the celibacy of the priests was a maneuver to avoid dividing inheritances by the heirs. Therefore, as with Orthodox and Protestants, Catholic priests would be able to marry and have children. However, since we live times of total debauchery, these couples would be advised to abstain from certain immoral practices such as giving flaws or setting fire to each other with lighters.
The second measure would be to decree absolute equality between men and women within the church. Thus, women could not only be priests, but also ascend in the hierarchy until they become popes or papytes, such as legendary Joan. It is likely that the Pope’s election, if there were a majority of women arguing with each other, took a few months until white smoke comes out; There were some bisps that posed for the proud pink magazines of their plastic operations and silicone increments, but in the end, the choice weighted by female sensitivity would certainly be better than limited to men’s decision.
The third measure would be to welcome the LGBT without reservation, without discriminating on anyone due to their sexual guidelines, fetishes or taras. Still, these communities would be advised to moderate the exuberance of some gay pride, as it turns them into a grotesque carnival full of pornographic exhibitionism harms the cause. That is, the feathers are over on the head, the lace and the floss. And as for kisses and galls in public, also do not overdo it either. Observing these recommendations, it would be sin to use terms such as paneleirices and paneleirotes.
The fourth measure would be the annulment of gluttony sin. In addition to being the most committed sin by the centuries, Saint Augustine himself, certainly a good fork, eventually considered him a smaller sin. In Portugal, the sin of gluttony comes in shock with the Portuguese boiled, the rice of sarrabulho, the feijoadas and especially the convent sweets. It is time to rescue the nuns and the plug celses. That is, the pleasures of the table, far from being deadly sins, will go to theological virtues. A gourmet Christianity.
Fortunately, neither I nor Trump were elected. And the true Pope, Leo XIV, has already shown more wisdom and judgment than we both together.

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