Discussion in 'Projects' started by TrevAnon, Jul 21, 2017.
Extra info for Alison P. Parkhouse, already on - 20th and 21st ACC graduate
Soooooo close to being critical about the COS...
She's using baby steps.
You've got me imagining Nicole Kidman, Katie Holmes and Lisa-Marie Presley having a 3 hour long warts and all round table discussion on a Leah Remini special....
We can dream, of course.
Ira Hirsch - Sea Org, Guardian's Office - quote
Kathryn E. Hirsch - Sea Org, Guardian's Office, Finance Actions Director World-Wide, Los Angeles California, East Grinstead UK - testimony
Total count of names is now 2971
Extra link for Aurora Rucker, already on.
Also another book
Extra link for Nazanin Boniadi, answers interview question about being in Scientology:
Extra link for Dexter Gelfand - videoI
Apparently no longer even an indie Scientologist. Still seems to offer his own special kind of therapeutic "spiritual" counseling.
Donated to Peter Griffiths Go Get Funding https://gogetfunding.com/legal-palaver/
This post https://whyweprotest.net/goto/post?id=2781025#post-2781025
Josef Fendt follows the campaign
This post https://whyweprotest.net/goto/post?id=2781026#post-2781026
This post https://whyweprotest.net/goto/post?id=2781027#post-2781027
A few months ago there was a campaing to donate for a billboard to invite COS to respond to Leah's show.
This post https://whyweprotest.net/goto/post?id=2781028#post-2781028
Have 90% confirmation by PM over at ESMB 2 that this is Bob / Robert Hagen. He is American by origin.
Tony Norris also follows Pete's campaing
This post https://whyweprotest.net/goto/post?id=2781044#post-2781044
^ brings the total count to 2977
Participated in a German documentary about COS: "Sektenkinder von Scientology"
Is it possible to get a translation of what she says? We don't want to accidentally add a Scientology spokesperson.
(I can understand German quite well. ) She's not a COS spokesperson. The journalist tells she was kicked out. Eva herself tells about the working hours she used to have, and how 'much' she earned at the time. She's definitely out.
Extra link for Daniel Asse - video interview (needs transcribing to English)
We'll get to 3,000
Got a few PMs here from info that was submitted.
Incred, I have asked for you to get invited there. Plox let me know if that doesn't happen. Copied and created another conversation. All existing names except (?):
Gail Hill, Mission holder, OTVII, Auditor, St Louis, Omaha
A few testimonials on the site for the Aftermath foundation. All already on.
Chuck Lorre - aka Charles Michael Levine - Los Angeles - article
Yay! Only 20.
We'll get there.
19? (inb4 Paul Hardcastle)
"In March 1994, over a decade after leaving the Church, he wrote and distributed a disavowal of the Church of Scientology in which he attempted to spread further entheta and false information."
I'm trying to track down this disavowal, but the closest I found is UFO Cults:A Brief History of Religion by William Bramley, his pen name. No direct mention, just these last two sentences:
"Whatever you do, just don’t underestimate them. A marginalized little UFO cult today could one day surprise us and become one of the world’s major religions tomorrow. It has happened before, and it could happen again."
Under his pen name he also did an interview for Paranoia magazine in their 1994 Fall issue #6 (Page 25 on), again no mention of Scientology.
The only other thing I found was someone tracking down his full name as Tore Bjorn Dahlin, so I guess we just use Tony's article link with Scientology's Executive Directive in it as evidence he spoke out.
Extra link for Guy White, already on: his story, video interview
Quoting a comment by Michael Leonard Tilse for his entry:
Random Howdy: ...Magical Thinking...
Yes magical thinking was a part of the predisposition that lead me to falling for scientology's confidence game.
I have been thinking about my earlier post on how emotionally extreme experiences imprint fundamental ways that we approach life. The experiences wire the brain into persistent patterns of emotion and behavior and thinking. Magical thinking is a part of what can happen.
An example from my own experience may help communicate this idea.
When I was five or six or seven (displacement or confusion of time seems to be a part of these things) I was living in Oregon with my mom and brother and sisters. "Davy Crockett" was on tv during this time. My oldest sister was dating her latest boyfriend and he had given me my favorite thing: A genuine 'coonskin cap' with a lovely full bushy racoon tail on it, just like Davy Crockett's. I loved that cap more than anything. I wore it all the time, even to bed.
I was also a curious kid, very interested in how things worked. I wanted to know what made a watch tick, literally. To that end I one day innocently found my mother's graduation present watch, a tiny silver one, given to her by her parents. Yea. She had left it in the nightstand drawer and I found it. By the time she caught me, I had pried off the back and had investigated it's workings. Until it wasn't working.
You would think that she would have resorted to the normal physical violence of a hell of a spanking, but my mother was mentally ill in significant ways. So it was not punishment but retribution.
She took me into the bedroom and showed me what I had done to her watch. Then she made me watch her as she took her sewing scissors and slowly, deliberately dismembered my most favorite thing in the world: My Davy Crockett Coonskin Cap. She cut it up into small pieces while I begged and screamed and cried and shouted, begging for her to stop please stop. My brother remembers it strongly, I think he said it sounded like I was dying and it went on forever. Until he told me a few years ago, I had not actually remembered it. It had never come up in my scientology auditing. I didn't have a conscious memory of it.
I had displaced the memory into something else less horrible, some other retribution of her breaking up my bow and arrow set. Keeping the pieces in her bedroom wastebasket to remind me of my guilt and consequences.
When I actually recalled her cutting up that cap and keeping the pieces around to torture me, as a result of my brother's account, some things made more sense to me. I realized that this was the extreme emotional experience of anguish, of torture, of cruelty that made me want to die. I did not want to exist. Over the next few years I attempted suicide several times. Once by using a noose of clothes-line over a tree branch.
The branch proved too flexible and the rope hurt too much. So I struggled out of it. The red wound around my neck got me in even more trouble. Next I tried at least twice to physically drop myself on my head from the monkeybars at school. I would hang by my heels trying to get the courage to end myself. I fell at least once and got hurt. At night I had many running and falling dreams, trying to escape back to some happier time.
My only clue to the timing of all this is my first grade and second grade school pictures. In first grade, I'm smiling big. In the second grade I look blank, sad, grim.
I had been rewired to running away from life, instead of being curious, running into it. Somewhere in there (I am told) I taught myself to read. Like much of that time, I don't remember doing it. But reading was time I was not in despair. It was other worlds, other things, a world I could explore without constant worry. I wanted to be elsewhere or be dead, and the world of stories and even articles in the 'book of knowledge' was being elsewhere.
Somewhere in there I had measles and my eyes went nearsighted. By third grade I was nearsighted and couldn't see the blackboard. I'm not so sure I just didn't want to see the world. By third grade I was hiding Reader's Digest inside my "Dick and Jane" books and never being in the right place when called on.
More horrible school went on, with few bright spots. We moved to a new neighborhood near Beaverton Oregon where all the neighbors were Doctors and Dentists and Engineers, while my stepfather was an auto mechanic and my mother a bookkeeper. It was some scam my mom was engaged in where she was paid off with her real estate boss' house and a bunch of sudden money. And palpable ostracism by the neighborhood.
So, in sixth grade I discovered science fiction. You could make a good case that much of science fiction, especially '50's style science fiction, is magical thinking. It has all sorts of improbable heroes who can think their way through mind power alone out of dire circumstances. Who can overcome evil and get the girl. I really liked the ones where the nearly defeated hero rises to the occasion and mentally defeats the foe in dramatic fashion. All the things I couldn't do in my own life with a mentally ill mother and a sadistic psychopath of a stepfather, who once whipped the shit out of me for laughing at a joke I made.
I splurged on reading Science Fiction. When I got to Junior High School, I soon had a routine: Get off the bus, check out a SF book from the library, read it in classes and finish it by noon, check out another at lunch break and finish reading it in class by end of school day. I had to do eighth grade twice. I was running away from life into fantasy and science fiction.
By high school, "Stranger in a Strange Land" by Robert A. Heinlein showed up. I devoured it. It had sex (which I had never had), bad guys, and a lead character who could do anything, purely by knowledge given him by growing up with Martians. So seductive. That if you just knew the right things you could make all your enemies disappear, untouched by the worst they could do. It was an extreme emotional experience.
Two bookends. A crushing emotional torture that made me wish I didn't exist, with no desire to engage the world, and a fictional but intensely real and desired power to live free, powerful, beyond reach of cruelty and pain. Just grok it and it will be true. It rewired my brain to look for something in the real world that would do this.
I read T. Lobsang Rampa "The Third Eye" and one night I scared the shit out of my self by getting out of my body. Or so I thought. I read Carlos Castaneda and Summerhill. I was fascinated with J.B. Rhine and ESP and psychic phenomena. Human Potential. Anything but tangible reality. Probably lucky that drugs didn't do much for me. I was aimless and didn't have a plan for anything. Just whatever came along.
I was not trying live in the world, I was trying find out how to have power over it, get out of it. I was pretty much a not very committed artist slash hippie by my third year of junior college. I had some money and won the admission lottery to San Francisco Art Institute. I had vague magical ideas I would succeed as an artist, without a clue that you also have to have some sense of business and the real world to survive that way.
There was so much magical bullshit in San Francisco. Bookstores had Blavatsky, the Urantia Book, all sorts of new age stuff. And then there was scientology.
I got pulled off the street by a sexy woman "Body Router" near Mason street while walking in downtown S.F.
She asked me if I wanted to learn to communicate better. Sounded good to me, plus she was nice to look at.
During the registration interview (regging) Barbara masterfully stuck me in how worthless I was, how worthless my life was, how aimless my existence was and that scientology would save me. With the undercurrent that magical powerful states of being were available in scientology, if you just learned the language of the ancient martian race... errr.. language of Hubbard.
Seriously, I thought I had found the REAL "Church of All Worlds" that Heinlein had wrote of in Stranger in a Strange Land. That magical and powerful mental abilities and knowledge would make me invulnerable and maybe even undo that thing about wanting to die from so long ago.
The mere offer of that power, that salvation was powerful. It was an emotional experience of hope, and when I had done the "Communication Course" Training Routines and become disassociated, seemingly "out of my body", "exterior", "Able to communicate with anyone at anytime about anything", the emotional experience was complete, overwhelming and it wired my brain to put ALL my hope and energy into the sham salvation of scientology.
That's what magical thinking does. Any magician can come along and rape you, and you have no defense.
"She went to the LAPD, who put a detective on her case, and she also contacted Graham Berry, who is representing her as her civil attorney.
And yesterday, Christina (we’re holding back her last name at her request) went public by appearing on a new syndicated television program, The Mel Robbins Show"
I'm guessing it won't be too long now, after going as public as she has..
Big list of people we need a last name for:
Kathy CA https://exscn2.net/threads/i-used-to-work-at-gold-1989-1995.400/
Kathy is confirmed by Paul Adams.
Kristi redesigned her site
Extra link for Tore Bjorn Dahlin
His story - https://tonyortega.org/2019/11/16/s...ate-heres-his-full-throated-reply/#more-62206
Judi y Light who comments at Tony's as madge filpot ETA she's already on LOL
I don't have completions but the details are so good that I think this is real.
I checked and the database completion links all still work, including the quirky ones, eg. https://www.truthaboutscientology.com/stats/by-name/t/tore-in.html
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