Ping!
All I’m asking, I’m begging: no more sloppy Masses; no more little girl Altar Boys misbehaving; no more civilians in shorts and t-shirts distributing the Host and, as my husband begs, no more priestly sermons on the meaning of a Paul Simon song. We’re beggin’ ya!
I’m a lapsed Catholic who is forced to go to these Masses because of my husband’s large Catholic family who wouldn’t miss an opportunity to celebrate a Holy Communion but wouldn’t know a traditional Mass from a doughnut. To quote Kay in “The Godfather”: “All this must end!”