Sobering fare

This afternoon a priest told me of a funeral he had attended this past week at a church in New England. He described many awful things: the "presiding celebrant" slouching and gazing into space when not the center of attention, the endless eulogies, &c. But what's perinent is what was said during Communion. Apparently the choir first sang Franck's Panis Angelicus, without comment from the "p.c." Well and good. But then there was a second Communion song [sic], which he felt compelled to introduce thusly:

"This is a song about a boy named Danny, whose mother loved him very much. If you listen closely to the words, you'll hear it's all about Eucharistic theology."

This priest known to me observed with a heavy heart: "I don't know how long the Church can last with this." How true. Using sentimental ballads (Irish or otherwise) at Holy Mass is bad enough; justifying their presence with mutilated theology is scandalous.