A lovely Jesuit has recently said (I saw this in Fr Zed) that the Old Mass should only be allowed for "older people who do not understand the need for change". Younger people, he suggests, should not be allowed to attend. The Chinese communists have had exactly the same brilliant idea with regard to Christian worship in general!! Oh dear! Governments are discussing the introduction of Covid Passports restricting entry to to certain events to people who have Had The Jabs. Now the Jesuits will want to encumber us with documentary evidence that we are old enough to attend Traditional Worship.
Frankly, on the (thankfully, rare) occasions since we entered into Full Communion when I have had to attend 'mainstream' Novus Ordo worship, the Enemy has afflicted me sorely with the temptations consequent upon boredom. On these occasions, I have deeply resented the lack of provision, in such Catholic Churches, of the Book of Common Prayer, the quintessential antidote to boredom..
Let me explain.
In Grose's Dictionary of the Vulgar Tongue (various editions 1785-1796) is an intriguing usage: a very promiscuous woman is called 'an Athanasian wench'.
No connection here with Bishop Schneider.
The usage rather puzzled me. But then I noticed that such a woman, according to Grose, could also be called 'a Quicunque vult'. Then the denarius belatedly dropped.
Those familiar with the Book of Common Prayer will be aware of the 'Athanasian Creed', otherwise known by its first phrase as The Quicunque vult.
These two words could rendered as "Whosoever wants [to be saved ... he must believe the Catholick Faith ... etc.]".
However, to a sufficiently disordered mind ...
What intrigues me is the little peephole this gives us into a Regency mindset. Regency bucks may have been mired in gambling, drinking, horses and whoring, yet they knew their Prayer Book well enough ... and their Latin ...
Are we to picture them in Church, when convention compelled them to attend, in a scene such as the one portrayed in that engaving by Hogarth? Did they, perhaps, when bored and with no other reading matter and no girl in sight worth ogling, browse through their Prayer Books?
I will own up to having whiled away excruciating sermons by calculating (from the extensive data provided at the beginning of the Prayer Book) the date of Easter.
Interesting, how religion can so permeate even the libertine classes.
The many terms in Grose for women also induce in me this sobering thought: they seem so full of desire and so full of hatred. As if those same libertine classes were driven by the extremity of their lust to resent and to hate the figures who inspired it.
Are promiscuity and misogyny inevitable bedfellows?