Monthly Archives: July 2010

Mike Rinder: The truth David Miscavige wants to kill

Trailers for tomorrow’s show. Stay tuned:

David Miscavige tries to keep up with Tom Cruise

For background, I recommend you pull up my video’d St Pete Time’s interview posted almost a year ago at: http://www.tampabay.com/components/video/?bcpid=26806137001&bclid=26821275001&bctid=26948342001 

This is the interview segment titled “Command and Control”. Please watch and listen to a one minute section, 05:39 to the end of that segment at 06:39.  I discussed how David Miscavige had a personal tanning table in his apartment in Clearwater especially for events.  He made a practice of making other Int speakers work around the clock for days, with very little if any sleep, and no contact with the out of doors sometimes for months leading to events. Miscavige, by contrast, would get his beauty rest, and apparently to make himself  look like the picture of health compared to the other speakers he would take a number of carefully scheduled sun baths under his special sunning table.  

Miscavige recently ordered the renovation of the three Villas that used to serve as RTC offices, his offices, and berthing for a number of RTC and Int execs. The top Villa is now exclusively his personal living quarters. The middle Villa houses his personal staff. The third Villa is a specially appointed space for his guests, mainly celebrities and N.Y. and D.C. attorneys.  The Villas were re-constructed to the highest luxury standards and they are blocked off from the road by an imposing eight foot wall.   The cost of Miscavige’s personal space on the Int base alone far exceeds any individual space LRH ever resided and worked in, yes, after adjustment for inflation.  And Miscavige has similar haunts in Los Angeles, Clearwater, St Hill, and the Freewinds; not to mention at several of CST’s remote vault locations.

Back to a relatively narrow  point.  Miscavige – despite living in a desertous environment where temperatures regularly top 100 degrees – ordered his Villa outfitted with the latest, most outlandish sun chamber station.  Well, here it is:

And to ensure he always looks fit and can flaunt his biceps in his tailor made muscle shirts in order to intimdate Int and Gold staff Miscavige had a state of the art gym constructed for his own self.  The one he constructed for himself and Cruise in the nineties was perfectly servicable. But, as is Miscavige’s wont, he wanted all the latest, high-tech equipment in a specially constructed room adjoining his quarters. He so reactively must keep up with Tom Cruise that he continually, blantantly puts the church’s hard-won tax exemption at risk by building temples everywhere he walks so that his precious feet may never touch the same ground walked on by what he considers mere riff raff.  The evidence follows. Note the punching bag.

Understand, I like the sun too; great source of vitamin D and energy.  But, there is plenty of free sunshine on this planet to provide that. I also like to work out. It costs me 20 bucks a month at the community center.  Well, you gotta mix with regular folk, but if you like people it’s a pleasure.  At 20 bucks a month I calculate that it will take church public 50,000 months to pay off DM’s gym bill.  That is more than four thousands years; or about how long it took the Western civilization to evolve from hunting and gathering to where we are now.

As Miscavige might put it (as scripted by Dan Sherman), “Now that’s building a new civilization!”

Of course, like all else, DM will blame it on LRH. Let me guess. He’ll say it is per LRH ED 339R, THINK IN FUTURES.

Second Dynamic

It has come to my attention recently that a couple of people have used good things I’ve said about them in the past to establish trust relationships with others and then severely breached those trusts.  One was a formal auditing relationship. Another started relationships under the pretext of using Scientology to help sort people’s lives out.  In each of those instances the person trusted took advantage of those who trusted them on the 2D. 

A lot of people have asked me to give my blessings for them to start a 2D with someone.  For some time now, I have given the same pat advice to whomever asks.  That is something like this:

The Second Dynamic is one of eight dynamics; it is no more or less important than any other one. The 2D can be very abberative for a number of reasons. One strong reason is the genetic and hormonal urge to forward the species is connected with the 2D.  My advice is that no matter how strong the passion, no matter how strong the “electricity”, you’d best remember that the Second Dynamic is only one of eight dynamics. If you are so hardwired to the body that the second is all that seems to matter, then you ought not be making decisions on the second dynamic. You ought to be using the many tools that can help span your attention and raise your tone so as to  become aware of all your dynamics.  If you are going to get into a relationship you are in for trouble if you don’t take care to be sure the prospective relationship aligns with the rest of your dynamics. If it does not you are guaranteed trouble. If it does, you’ve got it made.

When it comes to hearing of people using a relationship of trust, whether it is a formal auditing relationship, acting as a Chaplain or an Ethics Officer, or any other Scientology advisor type of relationship, I have zero tolerance.  I happen to agree with what LRH says about the matter in Science of Survival:

An auditor who is a wise auditor will steadfastly refuse sexual relations with a preclear. The auditor who yields to temptation at this level finds himself in a bad situation because his preclear is on the way up and will shortly pass this propitiative level and achieve more honorable levels of the Tone Scale. Auditors who, knowing this, permit themselves such actions are themselves at the 1.1 level and have no business auditing. None but a despicable cur would seek to benefit from this phenomenon; none but a chronic or acute psychotic would find enjoyment in it.

Promiscuity is a 1.1 trait, pure and simple.  It tears orgs apart. It is tearing the international Scientology org network apart at this moment because it is unchecked at the very top.

I have no authority nor inclination to probe into or control peoples’ personal lives and will make no effort to do so. Far be it for a guy who gets busted on Bourbon Street to be moralizing. At the same time, I have standards when it comes to actions that adversely effect others and particularly when someone uses my name or Scientology to do so.  If someone starts abusing Scientology to obtain sexual favors, he or she is no friend of mine.

This is an ethics gradient.  No names.  However, if in the future I find anyone using an alleged friendship with me to establish a Scientology relation of trust along this line, next time there will be names.

While we are on the subject of the 2D, I have a little something that might blow some charge, or perhaps bypass some depending on your point of view.  I saw some fairly extensive notes of LRH that he wrote in his final years.  He quite explicitly stated that the entire problem with breach of monogamy (beyond the physical risk of STDs)  is the breach of trust and the lies connected with it.  He said nary a word about whole track implants and the like (i.e. Pain and Sex).  For the robots who want to accuse me of  “verbal tech”, what am I to do?  DM will never publish the writings to which I refer – he is way too sick on the 2d for them to see the light of day.  Am I to just keep what I observed to myself?  When pigs fly.  You can take it or leave it.

The Second Dynamic can be a beautiful thing that enhances all other dynamics. After all, it encompasses the activity of creation. Why destroy in the name of creation?

Int Mgmt Bulletin 116R – Solve It With Scientology

To anyone who has been regged to pay a penny (or millions of dollars)  for IAS, Idle Orgs, Super Power, or any other “project” that was touted as more important than paying for auditing and training services, I highly recommend that you read Int Management Bulletin 116R.  Just press the link here for a pdf copy.

IMB_116_R

Twenty-one years ago when there was such a thing called “International Management” and ED Int’s Int Management Exec Committee, there was semblance of consideration for LRH policy. This issue was written by one Jens Urskov as Gross Income Exec Int. He may have been holding that position from above. For many years Jens was D/ED Int.  That was because the guy knew policy cold, and was deft at applying it to situations.  In fact, I believe he was the one constant holding IMEC together performing the irreducible minimum through a perpetual and sadistic game of Musical Chairs DM played for twenty years with IMEC.  Just about anything relatively sensible Guillaume ever issued in his own name was more than likely written by Jens.

Jens therefore was hated by DM.  He was belittled into horrible health  and a state of  spiritual invalidation. I’d like others who were familiar with IMEC and Jens to weigh in here. These are my impressions, and I spent more time away from the base than ever did at the base.  I also find it interesting the date of the revised issue coincides with a small minority of International Management executives attempting to nip the incipient, fledgling IAS crim regging in the bud.  Paul Grady – who I believe was Action Chief CMO INT – went down about this time for objecting to IAS crashing FSO gross income. 

In either event, here is an International Management Bulletin that explicitly makes the same policy argument we’ve been making for a year as to the criminal and off source nature of “straight donos”.  It was not issued once. It was issued twice, in 1987 and 1989.

For anyone trying to sober up a severe kool-aid case, you should be able to go to town with this issue.

Have fun.

Acknowledgment

I was overwhelmed by all of your comments to my confession post.  Individually and cumulatively it was like I received the most appropriate acknowledgement I’d ever received – certainly more powerful and more appropriate than anything  anyone could pay big bucks for in the church. 

I was reminded of a passage in the State of Man series:

All right.  If we’re going to have anything connected whatsoever with a third dynamic, then it must be that the people in Scientology will have to have both the technology and the opportunity to be Clear, and should get there. But there’s evidently now something new about clearing.  There is a stage of clearing, of getting Clear, which is getting Clear on the third dynamic before they get Clear on the first.

Now, I’ve told you for a long time that auditing was a third dynamic situation. And sure enough, we have to clear somebody on the third dynamic before we clear him on the first. And all those case failures that we have had to this time have been because we’ve been trying to clear people on the first before we cleared them on the third. Do you see that?

An auditor-preclear situation is a third dynamic situation.  That’s a third dynamic situation. And clearing a person starts right there in that auditing session. Now, any HCA can tell you better than I can – I think the number of the Auditor’s Code is 9, though, isn’ it? Isn’t that it?  Whichever one it is. It’s “two-way comm must be established.” It’s a breach of the Auditor’s Code actually. We’ve had it with us for years. But what did this mean?

Well, this meant, essentially, that the preclear had to be willing to talk to the auditor. Well now, several things have to be guaranteed before this takes place. And one of the things that has to be guaranteed is that the preclear has some security in talking to the auditor that the information will not be falsely used. Isn’t that right?

audience: Yes.

So this leaves us with an organizational responsibility heavier and bigger than we have ever had in the past. We’ve now got to go all out and make sure that a certificate means, wherever it is to be found, that confidence can be reposed in the person as a confidant. Isn’t that right?

audience: Yes. Uh-huh.

That organizationally, the information passing over organizational channels and so forth is inviolate — we have to be able to guarantee that, right?

audience: Right.

Of course, as we all know by now, the C of M has reversed that concept right around to where institutionally the church is programmed to use information falsely against its own people. 

And then came the realization that, notwithstanding lack of structure or seniors and juniors, we have a third dynamic as the Old Man envisaged.  We have people connected around the world who understand what it takes to create as-isness, who understand and live the Auditor’s Code (without effort), and who in fact constitute a third dynamic that makes Clearing possible and consequently has infinitely more potential than the MEST-laden, money motivated house of extortion.

Before the St Pete Times ever ran, and I first heard of DM’s absurd “deny everything” defense, I mentioned to Mike Rinder that the only way out for Miscavige was for him to take a measure of responsibility for the felonious conduct we were attempting to have ceased.  I also mentioned it to Anderson Cooper in a segment that didn’t make the cut. I told Anderson that the prediction was based on a fundamental Scientology principle, a principle that Kentucky basketball coach Rick Pitino had then-recently very succinctly stated in layman terms. Pitino was accused of having an affair. Rather than deny it, he held a press conference and made a clean breast of it.  He said “if you tell the truth, it becomes your past; if you lie, it becomes your future.”

I think we are hurtling into the future , while those behind the wall cling to the past.

All because you cats know your stuff and live by it.

Confession

 

Against the advice of several close friends and in agreement with the advice of several other close friends, and with the blessings of all of them, I have decided to go to public confession.

After Independents’ weekend, a beautiful wedding, another wonderful wedding in New York for family, Mosey and I stole off for some private time at our favorite steam-release venue, the Big Easy.

I tend to work hard, fight hard, and will most likely die hard. Problem is, I tend also to play hard.

For the past several months I’ve created quite a bit of pressure for myself. The past two months have been particularly intense. I have not been able to schedule a day for delivery since the day in April when JB arrived at the shack. The church’s response was well chronicled at the outset. We have been busy since along a justice line of endevour; while batting away DM’s agents like an unending swarm of mosquitoes.

The pressure came to a head in my universe last weekend. I had been working on a declaration in the Headley case. I knew once I signed it and it was filed, the game would take on a whole new dimension. I would be subjected to a new array of harassment techniques, right at the time I need to be settling down and producing a living. I was wrestling with ideas of how to gracefully bow out of entering the legal arena.

Last Friday, the night before I put my name in ink on the declarations, was our last night in New Orleans. I decided to go for broke in releasing steam. I knew it would be my last chance for many months to come.

We found ourselves the perfect r&b venue deep down Bourbon Street. We knocked back Hurricanes till we had the whole place doing the Electric Slide and Cupid’s Shuffle. Then the shots came. I did not know they were 180 proof till the next day when I tracked down the waitress to ask what it was that blindsided me.

At one point I bolted for the door for some air and space; unfortunately without informing the love of my life, who never would have allowed the following to happen. A kid was dribbling a basketball down the crowded street. You may have heard the racist joke about what happens when you roll a basketball down the street in certain neighborhoods. Well, I am the living proof it is not a race thing. I was raised on hoops and instinctively went and checked the kid. We both put on ball handling displays while checking one another, and of course talking a lot of trash.

Some horseback cops showed up and told me it was time to go home. I told them I had to fetch my wife first and headed back for the club. The doorman wouldn’t let me in with no shirt (which I stripped for the hoopless basketball contest). The cops didn’t appreciate my pit stop and pinned me against the wall with their horses. I didn’t tamely submit, though I never laid a hand on anyone.

I spent the next fourteen hours in the Hole at the Orleans Parish Prison. Ultimately, I learned quite a lot in the OPP Hole.

I had approximately 50 cell mates. Most were in for far more serious raps than the drunk and disorderly misdemeanors I was booked on.

I annoyed and entertained for the first few hours while I was still high as a kite. When it sunk in that I didn’t know where Mosey was and she didn’t know where I was I snapped into sobriety and anxiety.

And this lead to the lessons. First, the OPP Hole was a far more humane environment than the DM Hole at Int. In OPP, the First Amendment right to freedom of expression was not suppressed, not by the authorities nor by the prisoners. Even when my speech offended some no one resorted to nor even threatened violence.

When I was quietly lamenting about having no means to find Mosey, a particularly scary looking twenty-something kid with dreds approached me. He was up on his third drug charge (guaranteeing hard time in Angola and guaranteeing disqualification for any meaningful employment for the rest of his life). He gently took me aside and two-way commed me into some rationality. I then took interest in his story and those of others similarly situated. I returned the favor that had been done for me to several others. There wasn’t a single criminal in that cell whom I did not get along with and find something to like about. Every conversation I had was deeper and more meaningful and more caring than any conversation that was ever permitted in DM’s Hole.

Other Hole comparisons:

There were no attempted, let alone coerced, confessions in the OPP.

There was air conditioning in the OPP, something sometimes cut off as punishment in DM’s Hole.

There were some tough guards in the OPP, but never were they cruel or abusive as is required in DM’s Hole. And even one of them took interest in my personal dilemna.

There was no requirement to salute anyone, much less dogs.

There were no humiliating games like “musical chairs.”

There was no talk about people’s mothers – in fact, I got the distinct impression that was the one thing that would permit unbridled violence in OPP. I compared that to DM’s obsession to slander my mother who passed away nearly fifty years ago.

By mid afternoon on Saturday, Mosey and Jason Beghe had arranged my release. As I walked through the ghetto shirtless, and after receiving a couple other small acts of kindness from perfect down-and-out strangers, and then contemplating the OPP vs DM’s Hole, any doubts about what I would do with the Headley declaration dissolved.

Mosey and I returned to Bourbon Street, located some eye witnesses, debriefed them, and hired an inexpensive attorney. When the attorney briefed the City Attorney on what my witnesses had to say they dropped the charges as long as I forfeited my $300 bond which I did.

I have a motion pending to expunge the record in the case. It was done for the SOLE purpose of preventing the church from using it in court in its inimitable, sleazy style to divert attention from more serious matters at hand. Having publicly exposed the matter myself, I might well have wasted several hundred dollars on that motion. But, I felt compelled to speak now for two reasons:

First, because of recent developments, I am about to be disclosing some information about the dictator and his organization that is going to cause an incredible urge on his part to speed the arrival of my demise. I need a clean heart to withstand what I anticipate will be coming.

Second, recently there have been many what I consider to be over-the-top comments on this blog praising my character. If I’ve put forth my good side that much, you are entitled to know about the other side of me too. I have said it before that I am no angel and this movement is not about following some leader. I do not seek to be a leader. I have drawn inspiration from a wide variety of sources. One of them is social activist and rapper Chuck D of Public Enemy. He very effectively used the rap genre to help African-Americans raise their consciousness so as to erase slavery and colonialism mindsets that had been carefully cultivated over generations.

Chuck D said early in his career that he did not seek to be a leader, but instead his aim was to help create 5,000 black leaders. That has been, and remains a goal of mine: to help create 5,000 independent Scientologist leaders.

I went down for a spell, but I am not out by any means.

Thank you all for listening.

Special thanks to my brothers and sisters Ann, Karen, Mike, Christie, Tiziano, Jamie, JB, and Michael to whom this is not news and who pushed me back in the ring after Mosey and Jason pulled my sorry ass off the canvas.

I think of all ya’ll every time I hear this song, which is a lot lately.

Friends Lyrics: Nas & Damian Marley

[Sampled Vocal Intro]

[Chrous 
1 
‐ 
Sample]

[Verse
 1 
‐ 
JR. Gong]
These 
later 
days 
in 
Babylon
As
 I
 watch
 your 
children 
grow
And
 the 
years 
them 
carry
 on
And 
I 
miss 
you
 even
 more
Still
 I 
send 
them 
go 
to
 school
And
 tell 
them
What 
dem 
fi
 know
All 
of 
mi
 friend
 dem
 mi 
salute
Daddi gon and Lenny
 Screw
Another 
year 
has 
come
 and
 past
Man
 a 
drop 
like 
morning 
dew
Uncle 
Warrick
 sick 
and 
gone
When 
him 
couldn’t catch
 a 
flew
Picka 
T 
you 
a 
mi 
don
Respect 
long 
and 
overdue
When 
nothing 
never 
did 
a 
gwan
You
 still 
have 
on 
somethin’
 new
Our 
friendship 
ever 
last
All 
when 
one 
minus 
from
 few
Yes 
we 
surely 
had 
a 
blast
We’re 
like 
family Me
 and 
you
A 
nuh 
every 
path 
you 
cross
Lead 
to 
somebody 
whe 
true
Of
 the 
many 
that 
are 
called
Only 
chosen 
is 
a
 few

[Chorus 
2 
– 
JR. Gong]

Of 
the 
real 
friends 
that 
serve 
you
 long
Your 
memories 
might 
fade
Your 
real 
friends 
will 
serve 
you 
long
Sunshine 
or 
rain
Your 
real 
friends 
will 
serve 
you 
long
Acquaintances 
will 
fade
Your 
real 
friends 
wont 
do 
you 
wrong
Real
 friend 
don’t 
change

[Verse
 2
 –
 Nas]
Only
 talking 
with 
winners
A
 loser 
or 
two
Got 
my 
number
Still 
they
 think 
they 
real
But 
they 
just 
really 
awfully 
bitter
Salty 
n-ggaz Hate
 the 
smarter 
ones
These 
are 
the 
doubters
Who
s our
 ‘bout 
my 
run
I
 barely 
made 
it 
out 
the 
slums
My
 value 
high Cause 
I 
do 
more 
than
Rap 
about 
a 
gun
I
 made
 money 
for 
n-ggaz
Ya’ll 
never 
looking 
out 
for 
none
I
 helped 
millionaires 
get 
to 
that 
very 
position
Some 
real 
millionaires 
see 
that’s 
ill
Cause 
look 
at 
statistics
Real
 millionaires
And 
I
 ain’t 
talking 
ghetto 
riches
Thorough
 business
You
 mistreating 
n-ggaz
Heard 
your 
folks 
bleed 
in 
prison
You
 ain’t 
a 
G
And 
if 
you 
was
I 
don’t 
recall
Who
 would 
roll 
with 
ya’ll
Bunch
a 
f-cking 
know 
it 
alls
Who’s 
dough 
is 
small
Look 
what’s 
it 
come
 to
Our 
rapport’s 
good 
no 
more
We 
was 
good
 before
Till 
I 
saw 
what 
type 
a 
dude 
you 
took 
me
 for
We
 had 
a 
chance
 to
 take 
paper 
down
What
 I
 took 
was 
more
Because 
of 
hatred
Opportunity 
wasted

[Chorus 
3 
– 
JR. Gong]
Your 
real 
friends 
will
 serve
 you 
long
Your 
car 
and 
clothes 
will 
fade
Your 
real 
friend
 wont
 do 
you 
wrong
Real 
friend
 don’t 
change
 Eh

[Verse 
3 
– 
JR. Gong]
Your 
real 
friend 
won’t 
run 
in 
war
Nuh
 care 
what 
the 
cost 
is
You
 real 
friends
 are 
in 
for 
all 
the 
wins 
and 
the 
losses
Fi 
Real!
No 
question 
at 
all
Them 
ready 
fi 
rise
 the 
tallest
Take 
to 
the 
enemies
All 
for 
one
And
 one
 for
 all 
this
Real 
friend 
will 
hear 
you 
out
No 
secret 
feelings
Real 
friends 
won’t
 sell 
you
 out
No 
bargain 
pleading
For 
real!
Always 
looking 
out
A 
meal!
When
 outside
 a 
drought
Your 
real!
Friend
 won’t 
hide 
you 
out
No

[Chorus
 4
 –
 JR. Gong]

Your
 real 
friends 
will 
serve
 you 
long
When 
all 
else 
fails
Your 
real 
friend 
wont 
do 
you 
wrong
Real 
friend
 don’t
 change

[Verse
 4 
 –
 Nas]

May 
laughter
From 
backstabbers
Turn 
to 
tears 
faster
I 
wish 
for 
you
No
 snake
 shall 
slither 
past 
ya
You 
have 
to
Keep 
your 
vision 
clear
Cause
 only 
a 
coward 
lives 
in 
fear
My 
surroundings
Got
 only 
real 
powerful 
n-ggaz 
here
Real 
men 
we 
have 
a 
code 
of 
ethics
No
 question
No 
jealousies
No 
feminine 
tendencies
We 
expecting
No
 gossip
No
 phony
 logic
No 
counting 
your
 homey 
pocket
Spare 
no 
expense
 for 
legal 
defense
If
 your 
homey 
locked 
up
No
 keeping 
tabs
On 
who 
was 
the 
last 
who
 looked
 out
Selfishness
That’s 
a 
character 
flaw
No
 holding 
out
Yo
 what 
happened 
to 
the 
honor?
You’re 
dealing 
with
Sensitive

 Pre‐Madonna
 drama
Teflon 
love
For 
my 
dudes 
who 
solid

[Chorus
 5
 – 
JR. Gong]
Your 
real 
friends 
will 
serve 
you 
long
Your 
memories 
might
 fade
Your 
real 
friends 
will 
serve 
you
 long
Sunshine 
or 
rain, 
eh
Your
 real
 friends 
will 
serve 
you 
long, 
woe 
ya 
woe
When 
all 
else 
fails
Your 
real 
friends 
wont 
do 
you 
wrong
Real 
friend
 don’t
 change

The Genus of Insane Governments (organizations)

Another exhibit supporting the proposition that DM has implemented Reverse Scientology from top to bottom:

OSA NW Order of 17 February 1988
All Execs & Staff

 

THE GENUS OF INSANE GOVERNMENTS

(Taken from undated LRH notes.)

Plot a government—any government on Earth today—as you would plot an individual on the Tone Scale.

What do you find?

A murderer, a non-producer, a thing unable to run engrams—in short, an insane person.

Why?

The invention of the “official act” as different from a “personal act” was the beginning of governments sufficiently insane to cause war.

Definition of an insane person: An individual who is not personally responsible for his own acts.

Definition of a public official: An individual who is not personally responsible for his own acts.

Result: Insane Government.

L. RON HUBBARD

Founder