why the liberal media can't wrap their head around the conclave

this lent we are reading "the dolorous passion of our Lord Jesus Christ" by anne catherine emmerich.
this is the book that the screenwriter for mel gibson's "the passion" used as inspiration.
anne catherine emmerich was a german nun who received many images of our Lord.  her descriptions of the visions concerning His passion included in this book are very descriptive.  the kids are really enjoying it. 
we are still in the garden right now.  the temple soldiers are now at the edge of the garden, being led by judas.  the pages describing his agony are so convicting.  there was a certain passage that touched on how he agonized over the split of the churches and the continued splintering of his body.
this quote i really thought was especially poignant.  particularly because i hear the liberal media speculate on who will "win" the papacy.  how they hope a more "open-minded" cardinal will be placed and so we can finally get women priests and same-sex catholic marriage and and and...
i'll just let the book speak for itself. he's in the garden, on his knees. the devil is tempting him to give up by showing him all the horrible things that have happened and all the sins that are yet to be committed.

He saw counteless numbers of other men who did not dare openly to deny him, but who passed on in disgust at the sight of the wounds of his Church*, as the Levite passed by the poor man who had fallen among robbers. like unto cowardly and faithless children, who desert their mother in the middle of the night, at the sight of the thieves and robbers to whom their negligence or their malice has opened the door, they fled from his wounded Spouse. he beheld all these men, sometimes separated from the True Vine, and taking their rest amid the wild fruit trees, sometimes like lost sheep, left to the mercy of the wolves, led by base hirelings into bad pasturages, and refusing to enter the fold of the Good Shepherd who gave his life for his sheep. they were wandering homeless in the desert in the midst of the sand blown about by the wind, and were obstinately determined not to see his City placed upon a hill, which could not be hidden, the House of his Spouse, his Church built upon a rock, and with which he had promised to remain to the end of ages. they built upon the sand wretched tenements, which they were continually pulling down and rebuilding, but in which there was neither altar nor sacrifice; they had weathercocks on their roofs, and their doctrines changed with the wind, consequently they were forever in opposition one with the other. they never could come to a mutual understanding, and were for ever unsettled, often destroying their own dwellings and hurling the fragments against the Corner-Stone of the Church, which always remained unshaken.

* the wounds of the Church i took to mean the sex abuse scandals.