Is the SSPX the horsemeat in the Vatican's burger?

I really do not understand why people become so hysterical at the mention of horse meat in their burgers or mince.

I have eaten horse on a few occasions in France and once raw in Japan (but we'll draw a veil over that) and I find it very palatable.

In fact, it's an extraordinary meat inasmuch that it is lean, low in cholesterol and, normally, very tender. Unfortunately, it is also quite hard to source in Britain.

Many Catholics become quite agitated whenever the SSPX comes into the conversation; yet all that the good Bishops and priests of this order do is to carry out the mission of the Church in precisely the same fashion as it was carried out 60 years ago.

My own parents (and those of many others) would have a far greater affinity with a Latin Mass celebrated by an SSPX priest than an Ordinary Form one with a liberal priest at the controls.

If you have ever attended an SSPX Mass you will know that there is even a great distinction between 'their' EF Mass and the EF Mass celebrated by an orthodox priest in a modern church.

The SSPX Mass is (or comes across as being) purer, more reverent and certainly more profound.

Why?

Well this is not in any way taking a shot at our good priests who strive to provide both forms for their flock but, most sanctuaries today are totally impracticable for the EF Mass.
They have too few steps or too many steps or they are in the wrong place; the altar is in the wrong place and, very often, the bells, communion plate, candles and other elements of the Latin Mass are missing or hidden away somewhere (along with the tabernacle).

A Mass in an SSPX church is a pretty lean affair, the focus is intense and pure, silence surrounds one.
You get the very real impression that the sanctuary is crammed jam full with angels and cherubim and that, if you so much as blink for one fraction of a second, you will see them there, packed from floor to ceiling.
All is undertaken flawlessly and perfectly.

It is a humbling experience and, at the same time, an uplifting one.

In brief. it's the real thing.

In contrast, attending an OF Mass is rather like sitting through a performance of Elgar performed in a busy railway station.
It is, to paraphrase the late Fr Oswald Baker, "the Church in a boiler suit."

There is nothing but excellence throughout the Latin Mass of the Society; it is plain red meat, nothing more and nothing less.

Worth attending if you have not already done so.