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Funeral for a friend – Griffee Blythe

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I had the great privilege of attending a family memorial acknowledgment of the life of long-time former Snr CS AOLA Griffee Blythe over the Fourth of July weekend.

Griffee passed away on June 28, 2008.

She had left the Sea Org in 2004.

Her last several years on staff and in life were tortuous spiritually for her.

With the advent of the GAT, Miscavige had it ruthlessly implemented in A.O.’s and SH’s through his RTC Representative NW. As Inspector General from 1998 through 2004 I regretfully forwarded that campaign.

The RTC reps learned from Miscavige to treat senior technical terminals with a particularly cruel sort of disdain and invalidation. In LA the reps’ favorite target was Griffee, since she was the most senior and well know tech terminal in the PAC area, and because she was resistive to GAT’s dehumanization of the auditing process. She was blamed for all failed or resistive cases in the PAC area – though years later after very expensive RTC supervised reviews the great majority of them were either worse or blown off completely.

For many years Griffee was known as the last port of call in PAC. If all else failed, staff and public alike knew that Griffee would always be there for them. She exuded a friendliness that is hard to describe. I recall having to go upbraid her for something or other once. I got myself all worked up and stormed into her office. She looked up from her folders with an infectious smile that stopped me in my tracks, unmocked my ridges. She literally disarmed me with her presence. Within minutes she had me laughing.

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That is the Griffee I knew. Since speaking with many members of her family and staff and public who knew her I have come to recognize that is the Griffee that most people knew.

Perhaps having realized that and wrestling with my own involvement in the invalidation of her and everything she stood and lived for, made her funeral such a touching experience.

Griffee’s daughter Tish organized the farewell event. The evening of our arrival Tish showed the twenty invited family members and friends a special video presentation Tish had produced herself. With only music and still shots Tish managed to capture Griffee’s spirit of play and purpose of helping remarkably well. After seeing the presentation I was impressed by how well Tish knew and appreciated her mother even though she had not been afforded the opportunity to spend much time with her until the last year of Griffee’s life.

Soon that presentation will be available to all Griffee’s friends on You Tube.

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In the late afternoon of July 4 the group hiked to a granite promentory in the foothills of the Rocky Mountains. It was the spot where Griffee’s mother and father had their ashes spread after they passed away years earlier.

We walked trails through an eery and unusually thick fog. It was actually the underbelly of a low lying cloud bank that made the mist lighten and thicken as it slowly bobbed between the ground and forty to fifty feet above us.

When we reached the appointed spot, a large outcropping of granite boulders, Tish walked to the edge of the rock cliff with Griffee’s brothers and sisters. No words were spoken. Mickey Blythe emptied an urn containing Griffee’s ashes over the cliff. Within seconds an updraft lifted the ashes into a small cloud that rose above the cliff. Simultanously the cloud bank above descended below the tree line and at about Tish’s eye level, and ten feet in front of her, the ashes and the cloud mixed in a subtle dance – the ashes absorbed by the cloud. When all the ash was consumed, the cloud began to lift again above the tree line.

I felt that same disarming, peaceful and playful presence I had experienced when years earlier Griffee had, with only a look, turned my pent up antagonism into mirth.

My wife described a similar feeling as did others who attended.

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Friends can rest assured that the spirit of Griffee is alive and well.

May she know that she is not forgotten.

May she continue to fly in peace.

Mike Rinder

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A recent comment on this blog stated “Mike Rinder spent many years of his Scientology career ordering or exacting unethical tactics against critics of Scientology because that was his job”, and  “I hope you were aware that this (harassment) was going to happen, because that is what Scientology’s OSA does to its enemies. It ain’t all DM. Ask Mike Rinder.”  When I used to peruse the natter boards I saw plenty of comments demanding Mike Rinder confess his alleged sins to named and unnamed critics.  While I am sure Mike will express whatever regrets he might have to whomever he believes deserves them – because I’ve seen him do so – it occurred to me a lot of folk have some pretty odd notions about the type of person Mike Rinder really is.

I have confessed in a number of public forums to inflicting physical violence upon Mike on two occasions, both during my final days at Abu COB prison.

Having recounted that nightmare on a number of occasions and having had a lot of time to reflect on those twisted times I came to recognize what a quality person Mike Rinder is and always has been.

Miscavige leaned on me hard for many years to treat Mike “as an SP.”  That pressure was particularly intense when Mike would, in his inimitable style react in a nonchalant, collected fashion to Miscavige’s wild dramatizations while demanding some horrible fates be inflicted upon some person exercising his or her God given right to express disagreement with Miscavige abuses. That included members of the media and members of the general public.

Mike’s attitude of “why sweat it? People have opinions. I’ll express mine or the Church’s in response, and we’ll move on” triggered many a Miscavige psychotic break. It was what motivated the at least one dozen severe, criminal assault and batteries I witnessed Miscavige visit upon Mike.  Realize, that is only what I witnessed with my own eyes. Mike conservatively estimates there were more than fifty such acts of violence, and I believe he is being very conservative as is Mike’s wont.

One thing struck me as very odd when I returned from two years of training on the ship after the IRS exemption and my 93 blow. At that time ARS was the big wave of attack being dealt with at OSA. Several times I heard Miscavige ranting at Rinder and/or Kurt Weiland about getting the PIs out on those posting on the board, especially those saying things about Miscavige in particular. Mike and Kurt both were reluctant to.  I understood their reticence.  Last time I was on external lines we pretty much reserved PIs for serious threats like hundred million dollar lawsuits, or potential IRS jeopardy assessments that could have literally resulted in all Chuches being shut down overnight.  Our experience had been that when you started playing heavy handed with someone who was merely critical or expressing an opinion all you were likely to accomplish was creating a bigger situation. And it was that kind of  “counter intention” that resulted in many of Mike’s punishments.

In a sort of way Mike Rinder was of service to those simply wanting to communicate. That included the media. In fact,  for the past six months Miscavige has been squandering the capital of credibility and trust that Rinder was primarily responsible  for gaining with the media over his many years of service. Miscavige and his  minions are taking extraordinary measures to silence several media outlets from airing his crimes and are spending the credibility capital like drunken sailors on shore leave to do so.

Fact of that matter is that for all the abuse Mike Rinder took, if he had had his druthers and the Church had followed his lead rather than Miscavige’s on external lines, a hell of a lot of people today invested in exposing Miscavology for the tragedy it is would be out doing something more positive like promoting solutions to world hunger and global warming and the like.

In retrospect, for all the heat and abuse Mike took for counselling equanimity for 95% of Miscavige’s external FLAPS, Mike Rinder was right 95% of the time.

I am glad to count him as a very close friend.

911 – Hiro’s unsung Heroes

10:30pm Sept 11, 2009

In the midst of the activities of today, I have given many a thought and moments of reflection on the attacks that occurred on our country and our people in 2001, September 11th.

On one hand I feel shaken and awakened at the idea that our country was attacked, recently, and in broad daylight.

In reflection — from the videos, news reports, articles, pictures and first-hand accounts I received on the 9/11 attacks — I cannot , to this day, express how saddened I am for those who lost a love one, a friend, an associate, a boss, a junior, a neighbor, a teacher, a fireman, a policeman, a son, a daughter, a store owner, a pet, an office, a home, a church, a park, a school.

I know that on that day when the attacks occurred, my husband Hiro Kimoto was on the top of the New York Org Scientology building doing renovation work, repairing bricks. He had the radio on and heard that a plane had crashed into one of the Twin Towers. He looked up and saw the smoke rising in the sky behind the Time Square sky scrapers. He was with several others of the New York renovations team. They immediately got on the walkie-talkie to alert their superiors in the CLO … and while on the radio the second plane hit.

Hiro and the others realized at that exact point that they were at war.

They determined their priority was to get to the site of the damage and do whatever they could to help.

The CLO responded by organizing volunteers to get to the hospitals to assist the wounded. But when they found that volunteers were not needed, they concentrated on distributing the Way to Happiness brochures as their priority.

Despite orders to do that, Hiro and his friend Chris recruited about 10 people and jumped in a van and got to the location of the attack — later designated as Ground Zero. They first went to local restaurants and got them to donate food – any food they could give. And the restaurants did, with no questions asked — any place they stopped they gave them everything they could. Hiro and Chris packed their van to the gills with food and somehow made it through the first ten barricades. They then convinced the police at the later barricades that they were delivering food to those firemen and policemen who were at the site saving people. They eventually found a high school just a block or two from Ground Zero. They immediately set up a table and put out all the food they brought in. The exhausted and wasted policeman and fireman wandered in as this was the closest, safest place for them to come and eat and regroup. Hiro at that point realized this hat of feeding and energizing those people who are finding and saving lives needed to be worn, so he was now in charge of providing food and water to those who were saving lives. Shortly after, the emergency personnel started showing up to eat, Hiro also quickly realized he didn’t bring enough food…and by far. So he ran into the high school refrigerators finding there was food there, got together with the Red Cross In Charge and got her to get her volunteers to help gather this food and set up more tables and put out all the food they could find.

He recalls there were people in charge of feeding the police, but he found the police were coming to him as he had commandeered a safe space and had it all out and organized and it was large enough to service many people – so this was now the place they came to eat and drink water. Due to the state of things, nobody drank or ate anything the first many hours after the attack occurred.

Everyone was flat-out trying to dig through the rubble and save people. But eventually their energy would drain, they would be tired and dehydrated and realize they needed more energy to save more lives.

It was the first morning after the attacks, when Hiro and his team were rapidly distributing water to anyone and everyone that they started to realize that the air they were breathing was bad.

After Hiro and team established the food station, he realized they needed other basic supplies — such as water, ice, shovels, gloves, masks and rain gear. Water was needed most. He got the word out and got the volunteers he’d recruited activated to search for and get these items brought to him. He was stationed inside the high school as the coordinator to get more food brought in from NY, NJ and as the trucks filled with supplies arrived, they reported to Hiro who organized another crew responsible for unloading these trucks.

By the second day toiletries were needed – soap, tooth brushes, tooth paste etc. So he had these brought in. Then linens, beds and towels so the emergency personnel had a place to rest and clean-up.

By the third day the trucks were coming in from farther and farther places. Even trucks of dog food arrived and Hiro and his team unloaded, organized and made it known that these supplies were there for those who needed it.

It was a race for the authorities to find the living in the 4-story high rubble. He recalls that at the end of the first night, a bunch of fireman arrived at the high school and they were all upset and in tears because they had just lost a bunch of firefighters in their team as a part of the building had crashed down on them when they were trying to save people. Hiro never saw this reported in the press. He said people trapped in the rubble were calling on out on their cell phones hoping to be located before their batteries ran out.

Drinks, juice, energy bars, T-Shirts, sweatshirts, sweaters, jackets, rubber boots etc all donated from department stores and the lot came pouring in – so Hiro set up another room with everything hanging so the emergency personnel could come in and take whatever they needed.

There was one incident wherein there were emergency nurses who needed help bringing items to the innards of Ground Zero, so Hiro and his crew would assist the Nurses by loaded up their medical items in wheelbarrows and carry them into the site for them. He recalls that one nurse he personally helped ended up passing out later that night due to the bad air and physical exertion.

Note that Hiro and the people who went with him to Ground Zero never got “official approval” from the Church to go there. He said it was always at the back of his mind whether they were going to be considered “blown” or not. But due to their level of responsibility they each realized that handingout brochures at the hospital was not the right thing to do. It wasn’t the right place to be. Ground Zero was.

The next day –everything was closed off and no one could come into the high school. Everyone who was in, was in. So later on, when Hiro saw the CLO EUS PR waving at him behind the barricade trying to get in, Hiro spoke to the guard and convinced him to allow her in. And thus Scientology was allowed in to Ground Zero, along with the Red Cross and Salvation Amy and other volunteers.

After Hiro got the CLO EUS PR and others to able to come to Ground Zero other Scientology volunteers arrived and helped with the efforts he was doing as well as gave needed assists to those who needed it. The Scientology PR then met with the Mayor of NYC and Hiro was proud to be part of this and be able to help and get his Church on the front lines and helping.

Hiro continued to receive all the food supplies at the high school, organize it and set up stations. He then set up other stations closer to the site so the people digging out the debris could have water while doing so.

He did this because he realized his efforts in this way would be more effective than personally digging the people out. He realized it was the police, firemen, National Guard and other volunteers who needed to be taken care of so they could do their jobs.

Hiro and team were there at the most gruesome and difficult time. Before the dust settled. Three days later, the actual damage could be viewed. They worked hard and diligently and created Scientology Org presence at Ground Zero.

Yet in the end, when it came to acknowledge our heroes within the Church who showed up, took action and took charge, our church didn’t do so. CLO EUS PR submitted to Int the exact list of names of who took action on 9/11, but as it turns out DM didn’t have the guts to acknowledge our real heroes and instead deleted their names from the silver plaque that was awarded to the CLO, from COB, for the actions taken at Ground Zero.

During the presentation, the people who were previously from Int and had taken action at Ground Zero (and whose names had been deleted) looked at each other and realized that they were in a never-ending condition that they were never going to be allowed out of — a condition of “a menace and who needed to keep a low profile” as Hiro stated.

This is a true story that needed to be told. It is just the essence of the type of injustice, evilness (and fear) that DM and his minions exude and perpetrate.

None of which has any similarity to LRH policy and technology.

In standard Scientology, there are real condition formulas that anyone can apply easily and to great wins and results. There is never a condition that cannot be applied or gotten out of. There is never a good deed that is gone unacknowledged.

I could go on, and on, and on.

All I can say is that LRH is Source.

Anyone else who attempts to exude he/she is Source is a Squirrel and is anti-LRH and Anti-Scientology.

Even though I am declared, I have the ability to tell right from wrong,

the ability to recognize and acknowledge Source,

The freedom to think for myself and make my own decisions…and to communicate truth.

– Shannon Kimoto

Host Note:   Shannon is a former Inspector General RTC Communicator. I had five competent Communicators assigned to me from 1982 through 2004. Shannon was by far the best. She was taken out and RPF’d by DM’s Asst. and wife because Shannon reported to me on RTC squirreling in Qual Gold while I was gone for more than a year in Clearwater on the McPherson case. I sincerely apologize for not taking a stand for you at the time Shannon. At least we’re both standing now – along with a lot of others. My hat is off to Hiro and his crew. They were a sub-group of approximately ten Int staff who were swept up in the 2000 purges wherein DM demanded scores of people he did not like, or did not sufficiently kow tow to him, were deported to far-flung Sea Org outposts forever labelled to be on low posts. More on them in a follow up post later this week as I recollect some of the more disheartening travesties of justice that were visited upon them.