Yesterday I saw something (mythical, I had actually suspected, from my experience such as it is,) (though putatively rampant in the Bad Old Days, of course,) (but surely utterly wiped out by the glories of the post-VCII liturgy as achieved in the Church in America with the all-vernacular-all-the-time ideal,) for the first time - a little old lady "telling her beads" (during/instead of listening to) Mass.
Front row.
At her most audible, (I was 3 feet away,) during the sermon.
She looked, I dunno, 60? 70, tops.
She wasn't really little, nor praticularly old. rather chic. And involved, quite obviously part of the group of "doers" in this parish.
She did stop the rosary long enough to say the EP along with the celebrant.
All in all, odd.
(Oh, and, The Lord is with you.... was the salutation, and the reply came every time, He should also be with you. Is it Mosebach who decries that he who assists at Mass is forced to become a "critic"? It's so distracting. People -- why can't mass-goers be 'droids?)
Universalis, your very own breviary in pixels...
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