The process in most organisations, when they are looking for a new leader, is to get a bunch of people to sit hunched in soulless offices and thrash it out over Formica tables and pots of over-brewed coffee. The result is announced by a press release. New popes, however, are elected by a bunch of men fluttering down baroque corridors in colourful gowns, talking in Latin, fidgeting with prayer beads and channelling the Almighty.
They let the world know what they’ve decided via an eccentric system of smoke-signals. Still, it seems to work.