Annalex, I would respectfully and diffidently say, "Don't lose heart -- the fat lady isn't close to singing yet." I am now able to go to Rosary and Mass on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. And in the about 80-100 people (I guess) who are always there, there are some very bight lights indeed.
Charlottesville is certainly a blue city, and our county went blue in '04 and '06 (not to discount the number of Catholics who are Democrats, but sanctity is something I don't often associate with the Dims) so this is, in my opinion, a very counter-cultural phenomenon.
I will agree that the Liturgical year doesn't seem to matter as much as it ought. Advent is so disregarded, and it's such a beautiful season, a little haiku of devotion! I love it, and it bugs me that there are parties which it would be unkind to avoid but which are a temptation to attend.
But I am told that one reason it's advised to leave the tares in the wheat is that they are hard to distinguish, and we might think something a tare which turns out to be wheat.
So while few are as excellent as I, a man whose holiness is crowned by humility -- as I will happily tell you over and over again repeatedly when asked, I am not ready to despair.
I am not in despair at all. I think we are learning the lesson and the Church is very much on the march.