As a Catholic raised in the post-V2, Novus Ordo Church, I've come to accept a few common problems with the way the Mass is celebrated at many parishes. What follows is not necessarily specific to my parish:
I accept that the choir will sing with more enthusiasm than skill, and that the director will choose songs unfamiliar to us and just beyond the choir's ability. If I attend a folk Mass, I accept that the songs will be performed 4-8 bpm too slow, leading "Blessed Be the Lord" to sound like a dirge, and that at some point during the liturgical cycle "Lord of the Dance" will be played despite my most desperate pleas to God. If I attend the LifeTeen Mass, I accept that I will know none of the lyrics, and that the lead guitarist will rock the house whether rocking the Lord's house is appropriate or not.
I accept that the lector will inevitably pronounce "Cephas" as Seh-fuss rather than Kay-fass. I accept that Father will give a rambling, discursive homily that fails to either illuminate or captivate, and am quite pleased when he actually unpacks the Scripture in a riveting and useful manner. I accept that Father will, at some random point, interpolate something into the liturgy that won't invalidate the Mass but won't be called for. I accept that the person/people on my right and/or on my left will expect me to hold his/her hand during the Lord's Prayer, even though the GIRM makes no provision for such an awkward, touchy-feely gesture so completely unnecessary to our worship. And I accept that people in line for the Eucharist will look at me strangely, and the EME will glare at me sternly, if and when I elect to bypass the cup (confident that in the bread I have already received the fullness of the Body, Blood, Soul and Divinity of Christ).
- (Not Pictured) Liturgical Dancers: Do I really need to say anything more? Okay, if I must: IT'S NOT ABOUT YOU!