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Now she and a few other exiles attend a Romanian parish. Why wouldn't you make a move too?
I did attend a Romanian Liturgy yesterday at a chapel about 400 meters on foot from where I live. The place was packed. Except for one guy who stared/glared at me, people were quite friendly. On kissing the cross I told the priest I was from the Russian parish, and he smiled -- they probably don't get many non-Romanian visitors.
So that is indeed an alternative if life gets intolerable in the Russian parish, but as mentioned before my wife's spiritual father has told her to endure there, and being good friends with the choir director my wife and I want to keep supporting her. But it's very much a case of show up, sing and/or read, and leave as quickly as possible.
Today I realized that almost all of the core choir members -- the people who the parish council want to replace -- have advanced degrees: one has doctorates in medicine and biochemistry, one is a dentist, one has "only" a diploma in electrical engineering (and he is the weakest singer), two have two master's degrees each in linguistics (my wife is one of them), and one graduated from the local conservatory (she's kind of uneven as a singer, too).
Of the wannabees who think they can replace these people, a couple graduated from what you could call musical vocational schools (училище) in the former Soviet Union -- a musically-oriented high school education. Sorry to say, they still aren't very good. A couple of others have high-school level pedagogical training that qualified them as primary school teachers in the former USSR. One trained as a medical doctor, but she is the least pushy of the lot.
Many parishioners accuse the current choir members of elitism. What I am realizing now, even though I don't particularly like it either, is that higher education really does matter in being able to read in church and sing church music well, even if it is not specifically musical education.
Well, if the choir does get purged somehow, it won't be literal Pol Pot-style killing fields -- these intrigues of ours are indeed lame by most measures.