In 1988, Marcel Lefebvre asked whether there was an Apostolic Mandate, he was given the one word and totally false answer that there was, and matters proceeded from there. But today, a fake parchment was unfurled and a windy self-justification, not even in Latin but in French, was read out. No expense had been spared on mitres, croziers, rings, and so forth. Who paid for all of that? Are they also excommunicated automatically, or does Rome need to act?
The Society of Saint Pius X now has six Bishops of Nowhere, each of them with an ego the size of a planet. It is no wonder all sorts of the people who stage High Masses in their front rooms while holding down day jobs as milkmen are delighted. One or more of today's consecrees will enjoy nothing more than thrill of raising them, too, to the purple. That funny little world has been going about its funny little way for a very long time, and there is a reason why we almost never hear about it.
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