I am pasting this in verbatim. Not a single letter or space has been added or changed. I got this e-mail from Fr. Chazal.   -Matthew
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Frj Pfeiffer
Thu, Jan 2, 11:03 PM (1 hour ago)
to Bishop

Jan 3, 2020
Dear Bishop Williamson,

My Lord of the discordant unfinished Symphony,

On August 25, 2019 after 3 failed attempts to meet you and after multiple emails, letters, and phone calls direct from myself and indirect through third parties I finally saw you face to face at your palace in Broadstairs, well named, since broad must be the stairs that lead to the broad path to somewhere down there beneath the surface of the earth. You greeted me with a vicious sigh, grunt, slammed and locked door. Then after 30 seconds or so you opened the door to scream out in childlike fashion. “I beg your pardon, but only the Fake Resistance here. GET LOST!!!” (Emphasis thy own). Souls are at stake, and so are your precious feelings. Of course, your feelings are the most important. You’ll need them to be most accute when you reach the end of your broad stairs.

The Blessed Virgin Mother has allowed me to be in care of 15 Seminarians, Orphaned by a pusillanimous, childish,  English Brat, who has a taste for Unfinished Opera Houses, Unfinished lives of English Poets, and unfinished business as regards the kingdom of God, and unfinished Symponies of the most forgettable nauseating type. I repeat now the words of Henry V after the boys were slain in the baggage, “I have not been angry since I came to France until this moment.” Well, this moment has come. On Dec. 31, 2019 I came to Maasin Leyte to finish my 46th consecutive year on this earth in front of the Blessed Sacrament (My first 3 years I was not able to do so) along with the Faithful of Maasin. Fr. Chazal (who has 2 Seminarians and 4 Bishops in his Bamboo Seminary, called by Bishop Faure “Disneyland” on his first arrival there,) decided to remove the Blessed Sacrament from the Tabernacle, keeping the people in the dark, so that they would pray in front of a wooden Box with a nice veil. About 35 souls were singing and praying in front of the box as they have done for the past 7 years or so. But Fr. Chazal decided to play a joke on them, since they were with Fr. Pfeiffer and not with Bishop Williamson and left Our Lord out. This is not the first wicked game he has played. I came and checked the Tabernacle just before 11PM Holy Hour and Benediction to discover it was empty. It gave your priest a good laugh, perhaps, but. There is an Arab saying that goes “He who laughs last laughs longest.” He shall not have the last laugh.

Fr. Chazal says he has no vocations, only the 2 who were both my former parishioners in the Philippines, who are receiving a deficient “Disneyland” formation (And you know it. Just as you know that our formation of Seminarians in Kentucky is correct and more than adequate. Save your lies for your Lord forgive you comments and your opera buddies.) They will, surely be your defenders at your Judgement, where all unfinished business will be FINISHED and FINISHED FOREVER.

Do your duty before you die, and if possible before your 80th birthday bash. I hate to spoil the surprise but they tell me in Kansas that they are preparing a nice birthday bash for you. Bring balloons, tinsel, and some nice Strawberry fields forever music along and enjoy your last brief party before a long reckoning.

You are responsible for Fr. Chazal and I being separated and for his foolish Seminary, and for countless souls being confused and in danger of Eternal damnation. You are a Bishop whom some say with Fr FInnegan are an AA1025 type infiltrator. As for myself I’ll let you know that “Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a Damn” whether you are or are not a commmmy Son of a (She can’t be that bad since she was an American),” or just another “Wimply English Professor” which is what my Dad has always called you from the first day he met you in 1984. He hasn’t changed his mind, not being of the fickle sort. You need to “grow a pair” as we say in America, or put on some “big boy pants” and get busy Saving souls, not symphonic Scit. (That’s Latin for He knows, in case your Latin is getting rusty.)

Fr Chazal has 2 Seminarians and 4 bishops. I have 15 Seminarians and no Bishops. I thought of doing some trading with Fr. Chazal as they do in sports. I’ll give you 1/2 of a Seminarian for  1/2 a day for 2 of your Bishops or something like that. The only problem is Which half of which Seminarian am I willing to waste for such a worthless none gain.

It doesn’t matter how much evil you have done. When I sent Fr. Suneel over to Engand to receive Subdiaconate from you. He told me that you told him without any prompting from his part “I’m bad, I’m bad, I am really bad. You don’t know how bad I am, but I want to save my soul.” My Lord, here is the solution. Do your duty, Consecrate Fr. Pfeiffer a Bishop and ordain his Seminarians in honor of Our Lady before you go from Birthday Bash to an Eternal Bashing.  No matter how much wickedness, wispiness, worthlessness is in you, one word of Truth, like the good Thief, or one correct act of Doing heaven’s bidding now will wipe out all the evils of your life and the Symphony begun by Our Holy Mother Mary,  through the hands of Archbishop Marcel Lefebvre will be finished with an eternal beautiful and happy note that will erase any all discordant notes that may have come before,



In Christ Our True King,

Fr. Joseph Pfeiifer
Composer of Compost

Feel free to critique the e-mail, but frankly WHERE WOULD ONE EVEN BEGIN with such a task? 

I could pick any sentence at random and completely tear it apart.

For example:

He calls Fr. Chazal's humble seminary in the Philippines "Disneyland". That is what we call the expensive, stone, multimillion-dollar neo-SSPX seminary in Dillwyn, VA. We don't call it Disneyland because it's built of exotic materials, or because it's "different" from the average commercial building in America.
In point of fact, Fr. Chazal's seminary is the exact OPPOSITE of Disneyland, since it's built of humble materials as the most basic of shelter for his seminarians training. By the way, bamboo is not a crazy or exotic material to use in the Philippines.

I note that, according to this email, BW took exception to being called “fake resistance” by Fr. Pfeiffer (and Fr. Hewko).

This would mitigate against the “deliberate subversion of the Resistance” theory (with BW working in secret partnership with Bishop Fellay to limit/stunt the growth of the Resistance), which Fr. Pfeiffer and Fr. Hewko spread at their English conference a few years ago (the smoking gun of which was supposed to be a then-4 year-old voicemail of BW mentioning details of a deal with BF, but which in reality probably only regarded “severance pay” instead of tossing BW into the street).

To the extent BW has made decisions or taken positions which have stunted the growth of the Resistance, I think revelations such as this email evince those decisions/policies are merely consequences of his worldview (for better or worse), rather than being a plant sent on a mission to found a fake Resistance to capture/contain the reaction to BF’s ralliement.

And of course, one could also site the consecration of bishops against that theory (which would be the last thing one sent on such a mission would do).

As for the tenor and contents of the email itself, it put me in mind of Fr. Pfluger’s 2010 letter.

What’s this about? Is there actually a birthday party for Bp. Williamson planned in Kansas or is this just stupid rambling?

The cheese has slid completely off his cracker.

I’d be furious if someone forwarded/posted an email I sent them which addressed sensitive dealings between them and myself.

I get the point, but email communications are the furthest thing from private.  Goggle knows all...

The cheese has slid completely off his cracker.

This made me laugh instead of . . .

OK, did he actually HIMSELF write "Composer of Compost" beneath his name?  Did he typo his own name?  Is this letter 100% genuine and original or has it been altered?

If even 90% of this is real, Father Pfeiffer needs 

... and possibly the intervention of an Exorcist.

I understand that YOU posted it verbatim, Matthew, but was it perhaps altered BEFORE you got it.

I'm trying to fathom why he would possibly write "Composer of Compost" beneath his name.