Those who ought to steer clear of the book Memoirs of a Scientology Warrior, available next week on Amazon Books:
Folks who consider Scientology their faith and who are unsettled by or uncomfortable with anything that might rattle their beliefs.
Those who wish to live in the comfort of having established who’s and why’s for all of Scientology’s travails.
Folks who wish to remain comfortably numb about the many sacred, yet apparently invisible, elephants in the Scientology room.
Those who might feel threatened by losing their adopted bogeymen that explain everything.
Angry Scientologists who find comfort in clinging to fixed ideas about the subject.
Angry ex-Scientologists who find comfort in clinging to fixed ideas about the subject.
Folks who just have to have an enemy in order to be happy.
Those who bristle at the notion that Scientologists ought to integrate, evolve and transcend.
If you fit into one or more of the above categories, Memoirs probably ain’t your cup of tea.
Moving On Up a Little Higher 