Check out Rock’s one-minute clip from the beginning of the Papal Mass. The musings at PrayTell (thanks for the tip) focus in part on the looks coming from the upper clergy–like somebody put dried cat droppings in the thurible.
Common ground, perhaps, but I think I’ve found a delightful way of tackling the spiritual misadventures in a certain Arizona diocese. Let’s call it the Phoenix Principle.
If some church celebration somewhere in the world’s view has something dreadfully wrong, who are we as North Americans to presume we can do it better? We need to all settle at a nice level of uniformity just a tad south of mediocre.
Let’s throw out our Steinways and get cheesy synthesizers, preferably a nice, used Yamaha DX-7 from the 80’s. Who cares if the MC didn’t tell the musicians the presider was gong to incense the altar at the end of the entrance procession? Just be ready to vamp on I and ii7 chords until the cat poop burns up.
Note that Deacon Greg has already closed his combox on Bishop Olmsted nixing the cup. Let’s roll for another round of competing sensibilities–nice work, Bishop. I see that uniformity is really working well on this initiative. Good going.