Public Service Announcement:  I’m about to rant about Catholicism in the 80’s, but let’s be honest, EVERYTHING WAS BAD IN THE 80’S!  I do have a point to the rant, and I hope you’ll read to the end. I was a parishioner of a typical 80’s parish in the suburbs of Chicago.  We used to sit right up front for Mass, and I can remember the countless times my mother looked at our parish priest with laser eyes, knowing that she and my father were going to have to correct the heresy that he had stirred up with his homily — yeah, she could never hide her thoughts very well.   I like that…