Don’t talk in Church, Peasants

You’ll never know just how you look through other people’s eyes.

Edit: seems so simple, but even in your below-average trad chapel, there are people, usually women, blabbing about the mindless trivialities of their bourgeois existences after Mass in the nave, irrespective of the people making their thanksgiving. It’s unspeakably rude, but it’s also sinful and demonstrates a profoundly disordered attitude. Perhaps their motivation isn’t unity with the Divine, but more nefarious things? 

Usually, it’s old boomers who may not see one another again before the next Mass. At times, I think, well, maybe they’ll never see one another again, since it’s obvious to everyone they are such close friends. Still, why not go outside or go to the parking lot. I still remember old farmers standing and talking outside of the brutalist church in Lake Wilson, in the rain, for hours.

I’ve posted about this a few times. It’s nice to see Father Ripperger speak so forcefully about it! Perhaps he’s not so bad after all?

 

 AMDG