Deadly serious with obvious legal ramifications too if it ever comes to light. Found this old thread where he at least admits doing "intel" for the group:
https://www.cathinfo.com/sspx-resistance-news/first-hand-report-from-boston-ky-oct-27-2015/
No communication is good advice, but one more for the road...
You deserve zero sympathy. Let me tell you why.
You were an active coordinator. Listen up Martin, the only reason you should be talking right now is to apologize to every single person who warned you over and over again through the years of your continuous involvement. You didn't get "duped" for years, you got seduced. You fell in love with your elevated role and you reveled in your function as "intel" gatherer. What went on over there was indisputably evil and you were a part of it. Congratulations! You can't possibly dump it all at their feet. Now it may be too late to earn anyone's respect around here, but you must take responsibility for yourself if for no other reason than your own soul. God help you if any criminality is ever proven to have occurred over there. What a disgrace!
Pablo is a jerk while I'm the SOB, huh? Martinuel, your wormtongue is being flushed out by the rain as we speak.
You’re really working overtime to earn that three-letter title. It suits you.
You can tell me what I have done or failed to do. You can comment on what I have said and what I have written.
You CANNOT tell me what I think or feel. Those are internal, and known only to God and myself. You don’t know me, and you certainly don’t know what I think or feel. No one can know what others think, unless one has telekinetic powers, so as to read the minds of others.
“Who knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men? The SHADOW knows...”
“Coordinator” was a function. I did the job. I wasn’t the best coordinator (as I was more focused on my position in RadioShack) but I had the greatest support and help any coordinator could ever have.
Mom was there for me, as she was there for my brother, and all my siblings. She did more for the mission than I did. She had the altar built, she paid for the materials, supplies, and she made the cloth items for the chapel.
She made meals for Father and for those who came to Mass. She helped set up and knock down the temporary chapel. She did all this and more, while slowly dying of cancer.
She set the standard for selfless sacrifice and hard work. She was humble and modest, charitable and understanding while she took on such great tasks. Even when I dropped the ball on a few occasions, she was there for me, and made the mission work well.
If I owe anyone any apologies, I owe them all to my mother.
I owe you nothing.
As for respect, I don’t care to have yours, or have it from anyone else who would treat others in the manner as you have done.
You have accused that I have much for which to answer (accusations without specificity or merit).
I will answer to God for all the mistakes in my life, as we all must do.
I will not answer to you, especially for that which is between God and myself (and my mother).
You don’t know what I thought, or how I felt, as the “coordinator” of the mission. You don’t know me.
Keep your assumptions and worthless accusations to yourself.