There is no written rule, of course, because there is in canon law and documents like Inaestimabile Donum the expectation that things are done properly. However, I wouldn’t scruple about walking out on things like this seems to be (I’ll see the pics when I get home, since my work computer filters them out), since the whole presentation is an exercise in sacrilege-laced disobedience.
I wouldn’t just march home, however. I’d stay long enough to document the nonsense, and then I’d write a detailed letter to the pastor expressing my concerns. I’d keep a copy, too, so that, if nothing comes back from the pastor wraped in sackcloth and ashes, I’d send the same letter to the bishop. If I were *really* strong-stomached (like I used to be), I’d bring a camcorder and stay for the whole thing, using the tape as evidence to back up the letter writing. But I would NEVER, EVER go to communion in such a mess as this, on the grounds that, if the priest is willing to flout the rubrics to this extent, who can know if his intention is to do what the Church intends in confecting the Eucharist, or whether he even *has* any intention at all, defective or otherwise.
I hope Benedict is somewhat computer-savvy, and can have access to seeing stuff like this without the filtering from umpteen people running interference. This disgrace is taking place on his home turf; I’d love to hear Gottes Rottweiler give these guys an ecclesiastical chewing-out and a half!
When you get the chance go to Gillibrand’s blog. The Ping Pong Mass, the Smiley Mass, words failed me. It has some of the most eye-opening pictures I have ever seen.
Mr. V wanted to go the camcorder route. As it’s practically the size of the space shuttle he would be sort of too obvious. I imagine with todays tech savvy congregations there are going to be more and more instances of pictures on the web. No more hiding behind the old “they are exaggerating” ruse.