The answer is that things evolved over time.
It began when the only church that was open in 2020 was a Latin Mass parish. No authority on earth can tell a church when to shut down.
It began way before 2020 when in high school at age 14 the first non-English language I studied was Latin. Two Jesuits, 25 or 26, did their duty: Alvernaz, a Spaniard Marlon Brando look-alike, for Latin I, and Henning for Latin II. They say that one’s first experience with something new is the one that remains the most impressive. It did.
The same thing happened when I began reading the classics at 14. Every new American or English novel made a lasting impression.
Over the last two years, gradually, my Latin improved.
One of the reasons given for eliminating Latin from the Mass was that no one understood it.
This is insulting and condescending. It is akin to lowering educational standards. One parent tells me that standards are lower. This is not something I am making up. I am doing my small, small part to raise the standard.
One might ask, “Why is language so important?”
I claim to be a writer, perhaps, a franken one, and I tutor it.
What do you expect?