I was doing it wrong.
Intinction, that is. Last night at church, the Pastor, after the Procession and while talking to us, said that the Canons of the Church forbid us from dipping the wafer into the wine ourselves, but that we should keep it on our hand and let the cup-bearer take it and dip it, and insert it into our mouths. I have been doing intinction since I started growing all of this hair on my face (I am tempted to go over to the Greeks) but it seems there are some slobs who actually dip their fingers into the wine, which is unsanitary, and thus forbidden.
I felt properly chastened, and did as I was told.
I felt properly chastened, and did as I was told.

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Back in the way-back, it was a Mortal Sin to touch the wafer. And to think... all those Hell-e-fied souls... I hope they have been reverse-grandfathered. ; )
Oh, Susan, it's all about not dipping one's nasty whiskers into the wine, nor nasty filthy fingers, either.
You seem to be talking Roman, there. I attend Anglican services. Anglicans assume that the congregation has some wits about them, unlike the papists.
May I remind you that Admiral Hymie Rickover, an ethnic Jew, died as an Anglican. It's the only way to go for a rational person.
P.s. Jerry Pournelle, one of the half-dozen or so people out of the whole world I seriously respect and admire, is a Roman. He started out Unitarian, then converted to Communism, then Anglican, and finally ended up as a Roman.
So, in a way, I dunno, but Traditional Anglican seems to suit my temperament.
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