Bear with me here...
Yesterday I found in my notes this article that I thought I had lost, by Joseph Shaw: Bishops have become strangers to each other: here's why. Seems farfetched at first glance, but he makes the case.
This is the sort of thing I like, that shows how a seemingly irrelevant and inefficient practice, proficiency in Latin among the clergy, restores the bonds between men -- not only the bonds of truth in doctrine, but the bonds of fraternal charity.
Then come to find out that not knowing (and therefore not using) Latin can have serious consequences for the bonds between clergy and faithful: ASK FATHER: “If a priest blesses something without following the ritual, is it really blessed? (BAD NEWS!) (Fr. Z tries to console us, but really, priests, please bless things in Latin.)
I see a connection here... and bear with me... with mothers making supper every day. Why not streamline this process so that you don't have to be in the kitchen at 4pm? Isn't it silly in this day and age for a woman to be tied to her apron this way?
But maybe being there builds and restores the bonds of family. I talk about making learning how to make dinner every day (like a priest learning how to speak Latin? Work, but necessary work!) at Like Mother, Like Daughter:
"Also, I think it’s good for kids to know that Mom will usually be in the kitchen at a certain time getting things ready. They help of course, and they also have those great free moments that seem like hours, with the smells wafting around them as they play or read. Those are great memories! Do I really want to eliminate that part of life? I think that to do so would have the unfortunate consequence of enabling the crazy activity-oriented child-rearing we see today, something that I deplore."