One has to take into account the sad fact that the novus ordo of 2019 is much worse than that of the last year of Archbishop Lefebvre’s life, 1991. The last one I attended was in November of last year, a funeral I attended out of professional obligation. Just as I feared, the deceased’s casket was draped in white and the priest wore white vestments resembling satin sheets for a king bed. And yes, there was a eulogy in which one of the daughters proclaimed the dead to be in Heaven. This was a person, who, to my knowledge, rarely, if ever went to mass or practiced any form of religion. It was the Protestant daughter’s wishful thinking her loved one was in Heaven. Also very disturbing was the modernist architecture and decor. There were no stations of the cross, no statues, not even Holy water founts or anything resembling a confessional that I could see. There was a pervy rainbow poster on the bulletin board in the lobby and a metal sculpture (?) of Christ (?) on the lawn. It looked very Soviet. To be fair, I did not do a close inspection. I came in a bit late and sat in the back. Afterwards, I offered my condolences to my colleague and excused myself early because of the distance I had to drive and need to be to work at 7:00 am next morning. Was Jesus present? I kind of hope not, but I did the novus ordo nod just in case.
My “position” is that of a very skeptical R&R. Is there such a thing as a Sede Agnostic?
Overall, the experience was unsettling. No, I DO NOT attend the n.o. to obey the third commandment. One cannot hear mass in a place that disturbs the soul. I couldn’t wait to leave and it was a relief when I did so.