On Criticizing the Church

I guess I'm still in the phase of reverberating. I don't know if my exit from St. Matthew's is permanent, and I certainly don't know if I am permanently walking away from the whole Episcopal Church. I do notice, however, that the administrators of the Episcopalians on Facebook page have urged people to moderate their personal attacks. Kay's attacks on me aren't the only ones, but they were pretty strong. I'm not going to put this material on Facebook—too risky—but here is my estimate of a hierarchy of personal/corporate attack:

1. John Doe is an idiot. Definitely out of line, whether it's "he's an idiot" or "you're an idiot." The writer should face some sort of censure.
2. John Doe said/did stupid things. This one is borderline. If the "John Doe" is a local private person, definitely out of line, but what about public national figures? If Bishop Spong has published a book with which I disagree? I think the key here is to address issues, not personalities. Bishop Spong might be a fine person, but it's the content of the book that should be addressed.
3. My parish/diocese did stupid things. Again, out of line because it's often an appeal to get some sort of majority opinion to override the local decisions. If the Vestry decided that the Sanctuary Lamp should have a red glass and you wanted a blue one, complaining on Facebook isn't the right avenue.
4. I don't understand. (OK—maybe I will post this one.) I've gotten barbecued—repeatedly—for just not knowing stuff. Sixty-four years of Presbyterianism followed by eight years of Episcopalianism mean that I constantly run afoul of the old-time correctness police. But this is not a sign that I hate the church. Even education in a Protestant seminary did not prepare me to know that "Mass" is an appropriate term for the Sunday morning event, that "acolytes" are not necessarily pre-teen children (though all the pictures one finds of acolytes depict them this way), or that "sanctuary" is the wrong word for the big room where the congregation sits on pews and sings hymns. It's not a sign that I disrespect (or even hate) the church; it's a sign that when I write, I work from previous experience and often do not know that I must consult the Episcopalian Dictionary to clean up my act.