What?? No. Go back and reread what I wrote:
“I really doubt the illiterate peasants of medieval France knew Latin, much less could they read a Missal. They didn’t seem to think it was a problem.”
The word “it” refers to knowledge of Latin. i.e., they didn’t seem to think their lack of fluency in Latin was a problem. How you managed to extract from those very plain words the idea that “no one thought anything anywhere was a problem ever,” I haven’t the faintest idea.
This is exactly the idea I’m disputing, so reasserting it isn’t helpful.
Rome fell in AD 476. Let’s be generous and say it was three centuries before Latin was deformed to the point that it, itself, ceased to be the vernacular. That’s still over 1100 years that the Mass was celebrated exclusively in Latin in the Roman rite. If people “needed” Mass in the vernacular, how did we go over a millennium without anyone noticing, including generations upon generations of sainted theologians, popes, bishops, and doctors of the Church, vastly more intelligent and far holier than anyone alive today? Why did the discovery of the “necessity” of the vernacular Mass just happen to coincide with the “discovery” that God is dead, sex is a meaningless recreation, and oh yeah, the collapse of vocations and adult conversions?
Now you can argue that it’s purely by accident that the Church was at its most powerful and esteemed in this period, and that its collapse into cultural poverty and irrelevance coincided with the abandonment of Latin in liturgy. There’s a case to be made there and, after all, “propter hoc” isn’t always “ergo post hoc.” But you absolutely cannot say, in light of this, that people “need” the Mass in the vernacular. To say that you simply have to discount a millennium of history as irrelevant. And who are you, anyway, to be second-guessing the judgment of several generations of theologians, sainted martyrs, and doctors of the Church, that you presume to lecture them on how liturgy *ought *to be? Even the innovators of the new form of the Mass did not presume to declare that their predecessors were positively wrong, simply that their insights were no longer applicable.
If I thought they were “a few deviations” I wouldn’t be complaining. The problem is that they are virtually everywhere, and I have been to Masses all throughout the states of Texas as well as back home, in Maryland. They are the same everywhere I go. There is nowhere I can go to escape the repugnant liturgical elevator Muzak they play. Nowhere I can go to escape banal, boring, insubstantial, gray homilies, barely leavened by pained and unwelcome jokes. Nowhere I can go where Mass doesn’t seem less like a recapitulation of the sacrifice on Calvary and more like a middle school pep rally. Would that I had the luxury of every EF-hater everywhere, living exclusively in parishes where the OF is celebrated with reverence and without a speck of liturgical abuse.