The popebot is reaching the end of his life. For the last many years, it has been hard to detect a person in the entity that is The Pope. His writings are very real, but it's hard to visualize him writing. (October 2003 is the last month of the year of the Rosary, by the way) He mutters quietly, he moves his hand - he mutters in foreign languages. I just don't see much motivity. So, the pope has Parkinson's disease or something like it, and has falls and other problems and surgeries. Aging is hard when it is a near-diety that's doing it.
Meanwhile on the aging front, padded pants are your aging hip's friend and vibrating shoes will improve your balance. I can only imaging what the octogenarians are going to be like when I get there - we'll probably be cosseted in hamster bubbles. Anything to keep the darn bones from shattering and the skin from abrading.
Posted by argus at October 3, 2003 02:44 AM