So, “the Count” lives on, CCHD has risen from the grave…
What better metaphor could be found for the annual CCHD collection than that of the eternally insatiable Count Dracula and his apparent spell over the USCCB?
–No protest for orthodoxy could ever hold him.
–No parish door has ever barred his way.
–To resist him is useless.
–To rise up against him is futile.
–And in the end, he drags away his cash box…
See for yourself….
[Note: It’s yet to be determined if that’s a young Michael Voris grappling futilely with the Count himself at the 1:57 mark].
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