Category Archives: disconnection

RTC is dead

 

There is an RTC ”mission” that has turned into a full time affair attempting damage control on the Independent Movement. It is headed by two long-time RTC staff, both of whom ironically I had to handle numerous times on disaffection with Miscavige over the years. They are Stahli (Hansuili) and Sutter (Mike), Miscavige’s SS. SS describes their intent and function. According to Wikipedia, “SS is well known for establishing the police state of Nazi Germany and suppressing all resistance to Adolf Hitler through the use of security forces, such as, the Gestapo.”  Take away their 1.1 introductions smarmy justifications, replace “Nazi Germany” with “Radical Scientology”, and replace “Adolf Hitler” with “David Miscavige” and Stahli and Sutter (and Marion Pouw of RTC, all the OSA External Security and Intell staff, and local MAAs they call into termporary service) constitute a modern day version of Nazi German SS in intent and function.

While the RTC SS is a nasty piece of work, it is nothing to fear. The Scientology field that they are desperately trying to intimidate is far more informed than the general public in Nazi Germany were. And so their confrontations are more Keystone Cops than blood curdling Gestapo.

I was in the Sea Org for twenty-seven years and never, never did I see such an incompetent couple of bumbling fool missionaires last more than a day or two without being recalled. DM has had them out for nearly a year. That is an indication of just how far DM has burrowed into his bunker. A video tape was forwarded to me by two alert public that captured one of their attempted brainwashing sessions. They are laughable.

Sutter and Stahli are defending such an indefensibly criminal organization, they constantly sound as if they are tip-toeing around a floor covered with egg shells. They talk in generalities, they deal in platitudes. When confronted with any of the important truths we’ve disclosed on this blog, they stammer and stumble like Ralph Kramden when he was being dressed down by Alice.

In terms of overall effectiveness they are a Treason mission from Miscavige’s perspective. From our point of view they are Power. They push more people into becoming independents than they pull back into the sheep pen. I have collected far more valuable evidence on DM from them than they could ever dream of collecting on me.

If the Miscavige SS comes calling, I highly recommend you see them and ask them some piercing questions. Watching what are now considered the heavies squirm like earthworms can be quite entertaining. It can also do wonders for your own de-PTSing process.

All sarcasm aside, RTC is dead.

Ayatollah Miscavige and Radical Scientology

We are living in interesting times.  The western media has created a branch of Islam called “radical Islam.” It is a means to take the actions of some blood-thirsty, violent radicals and position them as somehow influenced or caused by a religion practiced by upwards of a billion peace loving humans many of whom happen to inhabit land sitting atop earth’s currently most valuable natural resource, oil.

The term is convenient because it tends to appease the billion peaceful ones, while at the same time satiating the oil-thirsty appetites of hundreds of millions of westerners living high off Middle Eastern oil. After hearing out well-financed propaganda from both sides of the spectrum, we’ve got this idea developing that those religious organizations in “established”, wealthy and conservative settings need not be feared. What ought to be feared are “cells” of  “radicals” putting into practice a literal and “fundamental” interpretation of the Koran.

It is against this backdrop that the Church of Scientology has spent hundreds of millions to position itself as the conservative, do-gooder, PTS to the middle class, traditional, mom and pops “church.”  They also spend tens of millions annually to position those with the intelligence and courage to point out that that is all a facade as “radicals” clinging to “fundamental” (and “background”, or “no longer used”) data to practice Scientology outside of the corrupt golden domes.

And the sheep – overlooking the fact that the workable philosophy the whole religion was predicated upon was largely jettisoned to attain this desired image –  remain apparently comfortable. In fact, they are carefully and fearfully hiding that deep inside they are actually dying  slow, agonizing deaths.

I am pointing this out so that the intelligent and courageous ones don’t ever get duped by this billion dollar op being run by Miscavige.

Fact of the matter is, Miscavige operates the Church of Scientology very much as an Ayatollah runs “radical Islam” sects.

Think about it.

The Ayatollah implants his followers with the notion that Mohammad’s most radical individual statements against enemies he faced or perceived some 1500 years ago must be used to destroy imagined evil in present time. Infidels are defined as any and all not following arbitrary Ayatollah law, and the unfaithful as those who provide any succor or comfort to them. Miscavige likewise has implanted in his flock that “squirrels”, “disaffecteds”, “mental health professionals”, and non-compliant or non-sympathetic “wogs” must be conquered and that anyone who even communicates with them, let alone agrees or provides aid or comfort, is inherently evil (Suppressive Person); and therefore must be depowered and destroyed.

The Ayatollah preaches the idea that infidels, if not first converted or destroyed, will destroy Islam.  Therefore, “jihad” or Holy War against the infidels is a religious obligation.

Miscavige preaches the idea that earth’s population is intent on destroying Scientology and the planet if not first converted or destroyed. Therefore, unlimited payments are required to the IAS “war chest” as a religious obligation.

The Ayatollah keeps populaces in fear and under control by ruthlessly exposing individuals regularly for their personal sins. For example, the public stoning of an adultress. Miscavige keeps his sheep in line by regularly selecting individuals for public pillorying. While he is smart enough to make the public ones done without physical violence, behind his walls he metes out the worst kind of physical torture and violence. The operations and results are the same, the populace kept in a state of terror.

Which leads us to terrorism. Terrorism is defined at Your Dictionary.com as: “the act of terrorizing; use of force or threats to demoralize,  intimidate, and subjugate, esp. such use as a political weapon or policy”.

While some could, and some undoubtedly will, say I’ve gone too far in using the T word – some close Persian friends, some of whom practice Scientology and some of whom never heard of it, tell me otherwise. 

These friends lived under the Ayatollah Khomeini, and fled to the West to start new lives mid-life (an experience reminiscent of so many former SO members). They have told me that the most powerful incentive to become “demoralized, intimidated, and subjugated” was the threat of the group pressure of being ostracized for stepping outside the rules of the Ayatollah.

Practically speaking it was far more effective in keeping people acting as sheep than the periodic stonings, floggings, and bombings they read about or witnessed.

Miscavige uses SP declares and enforced disconnection in the very same manner as the Ayatollah dictates ostracizing; to punish the flow of information and terrorize people from thinking, reading and communicating freely.

And to top it off the Ayatollah dictates all politics by manipulating a straw dog president to run the government the way he wants it run.  Of course, DM told Tom Cruise to his face he thought George Bush would be the perfect Ayatollah expeditor for himself – because he would use martial law to enforce DM’s dictates. Regardless of how delusional the idea, please examine the intention and compare it to the Iranian Ayatollah-run system.

Miscavige does not overtly preach physical Holy War. But he certainly cleverly convinces his minions they must support one that includes eradicating certain classes of people.

Miscavige does not have innocents murdered spectacularly to instill terror in the populace. But, he certainly covertly brings more subtle ruination to lives, families and even religious organizations instilling a palpable terror in the hearts and minds of innocents.

Miscavige does not utterly control government officials, but you can take it to the bank that he is spending millions as we speak in an attempt to.

 The main difference between Miscavige and an Ayatollah is that the latter is more uptone. You gotta be firmly fixed at 1.5 (Anger) to be an Ayatollah. You gotta wear your intentions on your turban. Don’t let the fact that Miscavige is a died-in-the-wool 1.1 (covert hostility) fool you.

 And know, “By their actions you shall know them, whether good or bad, whether on another’s side or ours. And what in their actions gives us the keenest insight. Their ability to help.” (LRH, HCOB 28 May 1960)

 And know that irrespective of how much money Miscavige spends in forwarding the misconception that independents are akin to radicals, it is his church that constitutes Radical Scientology. It is his church that instills in minions the attitude, ”by any means necessary”. It is his church that creates the mind set that to kill one – regardless of injustice – is periodically necessary to bring the masses to toe the white line. It is his church that says individuals, families and societies are expendable in the quest of its own survival. And last but not least, do not forget it is Miscavige who continues to make his followers act in criminal fashion on the promise of the land of milk and honey and unlimited virgins. That is done while invalidating and crushing every being who makes it and recognizes he or she doesn’t need or want milk, honey or virgins.

 The Church of Scientology as run by David Miscavige constitutes Radical Scientology. 

 We represent Scientology.

 

Cowboy Poet earns his Wanted Poster

Dean “Cowboy Poet” Thomas apparently has been declared by the “church” of Scientology.  According to their issue his greatest sin was hanging with Billy the Kid. But, I know enough about the inside and top to know that is just a shore story. So much has been invested  by DM in creating an image amongst sheep Scientologists of me that all you have to do is say “he’s with Marty” and people know to avoid one like the bubonic plague.  So, that is no reason for declare.  Cowboy Poet got declared because his poetry and posts, and actions communicate something loud and clear to Miscavige that effects him like water effects the wicked witch in the Wizard of Oz. The Cowboy has got no use for Miscavige and the latter couldn’t impinge on the former if he spent all billion of his war chest trying.  Making nothing of the SP, drives the SP over the edge. And nobody communicates a healthy insouciance with regard to the little dictator better than Dean.  Now, I happened to be in a position with Dean whereby I got to take a look at the manner in which he informed his wife of his declare. It is so damn reflective of the NON PTS attitude he exudes (that I wish we all could live by) I called in a few chips to coerce Dean’s permission to post it.  Here it is:

Hi Sweetheart,
I spoke to Ellie tonight. Apparently she spoke to Diane tonight and Diane asked her if she’d heard I was declared.  Ellie said no and asked what for.  (Gees, I guess I was working my hind-end off over here and didn’t get the invitation to appear at my own Comm Ev that probably didn’t happen. I hope the attendees got engraved invitations—I’m an important man!) 
Diane said she read on goldenrod that I was hooked up to the biggest, baddest SP known for all time who was attacking the Cob.
(Note: Not LRH or Scientology. The Cob.)
“Whose that?” asked Ellie.
“I don’t remember…..but it was someone who was behind the St Pete Times article.”
“Oh, did you read that?” asked Ellie hopefully.
“No, but I did read the whole Freedom Magazine issue that explained the attacks against COB.”
 
I remember about 35 years ago when Freedom Magazine had some journalistic integrity and reported about the Nazi ties that Interpol had. The most recent tie being the head of Interpol who had been an SS officer under Hitler. Things quickly changed at Interpol and the way the Scientology was viewed in Europe. Now that was the subject matter of intelligence and PR tech correctly used.
 
Sweet Dreams….I love you.
 
PS Maybe all this SP stuff explains all those problems you’ve been having with me lately. 🙂
 
Cowboy Poet is one of my heroes:

Reconnection With Distant Relatives

You may have noticed I haven’t been too active on the blog for the past week.  I’ve been busy and will fill you in here on some of it.

If there is a single policy that can be identified as causing the most widespread harm to independent thought in Scientology it is “Disconnect.”   Its remedy is simple.  Don’t agree with it. Instead of continuing to be shackled by other-determined disconnection, simply and effortlessly reconnect.  As much weakening and uncertainty that other-determined disconnection brings, self-determined Reconnection brings comparable strength and certainty. I have had a week of it and found it beyond invigorating and productive.

We had a most inspiring week along the Underground Railroad of the Great Lakes region.

First, Monique and I spent a couple days with the irrepressible Sarge.

Old compadres at Lake Michigan

Sarge doing street performance; as entertaining as ever.

Sarge and I got to do some exploring along the original, historic Underground Railroad of Southern Michigan.  We viewed the caves where escaped slaves were hidden from bounty hunters on their way along the railroad to Canada.  This outing was inspiring and gave perspective  for our Underground Railroad planning for the region.  Around the Great Lakes our railroad  now has active stop-overs in Illinois, Michigan, Ohio, Minnesota, and Ontario. 

Checking out underground railroad cave along the St Joseph river

I was able to spend some quality time with my old comrade Jesse Prince.  Jesse was the last man to security check David Miscavige at LRH’s direction.  Jesse got his withholds and duly reported them to LRH.  Unfortunately, the report never made it because it went through Broeker who was implicated in Miscavige’s crimes. So, LRH was kept in the dark and the rest is our own dark history.  Because Jesse was unwilling to choose sides in the Broeker/Miscavige power struggle he was targeted for extinction by DM.  But, you can’t keep a good man down – and Jesse is a Phoenix if there ever was one. 

Distant Relatives

Jesse marked an interesting sort of tipping point. I calculated the number of years of RTC service that terminals available and connected to Miscavige have combined vs the number of years of RTC service that terminals connected with me in present time have.  Well, Jesse just tipped the balance in our favor.

Our own modern day Harriet Tubman made this underground railroad pilgramage possible.  Those who have done much alternate, common people oriented history study know this is about the highest compliment one could pay any one (for a quick synopsis see http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harriet_Tubman ).  Well, I’m paying it. Harriet, in keeping with the original’s expertise at Fabian tactics, will remain unnamed for the moment. 

I learned quite a bit from Sarge and Jesse and other brothers I met with along the way. 

If you are in the mood to invest a few minutes, you can listen the song below. It explains why I refer to Jesse and Sarge and Harriet and all of you as distant relatives.

There Is No Such Thing As Disconnection

by: Christie Collbran

Mike, Haydn and I visited Sydney for several days, spoke to Bryan Seymour from Channel 7, were followed by private investigators on a regular basis and despite that had quite a nice time there.

On Friday we drove down to Melbourne, approximately a 10 hour trip with the specific intention of visiting Mike’s mother and brother. Mike’s mother is in her 80’s. He has not seen her for about 8 years. She is unable to travel all the way out to America for a visit, so this could have likely been Mike’s last chance to see his aging mother.

Even after Mike left the Sea Org and prior to speaking on the record with the St. Pete Times in the summer of last year he was in regular communication with his Mom. She wrote him letters telling him about her grandchildren, and her activities and chit chatting about nice things. He wrote her the same kind of letters back and they were having a very nice time being in communication. There was no talk about the church between them.

However after Mike spoke on the record to the St. Pete Times he received disconnection letters from his Scientologist family members, his Mom included. These were obviously letters they were told to write, many of them sounding strangely similar to each other ordering him to go contemplate a rock until he decided to change his ways.

It is my belief that his mother was very saddened by this and that she would have much rather remained in communication. Her disconnection letter was far less harsh than the others. Due to her age she had earlier stated herself that she will not be doing any more services this lifetime as she is OT VIII and could neither travel to Flag nor the Freewinds, and it was obvious that she was taking much pleasure in having the comm line with Mike.

This was a total perversion of PTS/SP technology. There was nothing suppressive about her comm line with her son and she was forced to cut the line due to the control designed by David Miscavige. She now lives in a retirement home/assisted living facility in Melbourne near her only other son, Andrew. If she refused to disconnect from Mike she would also lose the support of Andrew and the right to spend time with him and his children, and her great grandchildren as well. These are usually the most important things in the life of an elderly grandmother. So you can understand the tough position she has been put in.

On Saturday morning we headed out to the nursing home where Barbara Rinder has been staying. Having had a lot of PI activity during our trip so far, it was strikingly quiet that morning. I said to Mike that I feared the church had sent his mother away for the weekend, because if she had been in town we would have had a lot more noise already. When we got to the nursing home Mike and I went to the front desk. There was nobody there immediately and we met a very nice elderly woman named Frances who was also a resident of the nursing home.  She told us that she knew Barbara, and that Barbara had gone on a trip to Adelaide for nine days.

We did eventually speak to a receptionist and somebody who was in charge of the place who confirmed for us that Barbara was not there. They tried to whisk us away very rapidly as well, and it smelled as if they had been briefed to expect us.

It was clear that they knew we were coming. Mike Sutter and Marion Pouw had been sent to Australia a week before we arrived to try and shore up the local Scientologists from being influenced by the SPs that were about to arrive. No doubt part of their Mission was to ensure that Mike’s mother was not there so that she and her son could not be reunited one last time.

However, after the Receptionist had tried to send us on our way, Frances came out to our car and said “Don’t mind that woman. She likes to boss everybody around. Would you like me to show you where Barbara stays?“ Of course, we would!

We spent quite some time with Frances — she showed us where Barbara’s room was. There was a sign on the door with her name. A cleaning lady had been nearby cleaning and she let us see inside of the room. Mike pointed to a picture of his Dad that was on the desk, Barbara’s deceased husband. Seeing her room, speaking to one of her mates, knowing that she spent much of her time right where we were standing, but that Mike was unable to see her or speak to her brought me to tears and I stepped away for a moment to collect myself.

Mike is one of the most considerate, decent and loyal persons I have met. He deserves the right to see his own mother and she has the right to be in communication with him. David Miscavige has taken pleasure in ensuring that this does not happen. The whole thing was utterly suppressive and sick.

We decided to buy a card and some chocolates for Barbara and Frances. We took some pictures and chatted quite a bit with Frances who was a very sweet lady. I’m sure she will relay to Barbara how lovely her son Mike was, that she was fortunate enough to spend some time with him, and the other girl (myself) that came with him from the USA. She showed us pictures of her children and grandchildren and some of her accomplishments from her life. I took some pictures of her and Mike and Frances insisted that she get her camera and take some for her to keep as well. She was very happy to meet us and walked us to our car, waved goodbye and watched us drive away until she could no longer see us, waving the whole time.

She was very similar to how I imagined Barbara might be. Although we did not get to see Barbara, I know that the message will get through to her. Mike still loves her and always will. Her friend will be sure to let her know.

Francis, Mike & Christie outside the nursing home

After that we also went to Andrew’s house that was very close by, just to be sure. Nobody was there either and we assume that he took Barbara away. Mike left a card for Andrew in the mailbox as well.

This is just an example of thousands of similar instances of families being torn apart by the suppressive and evil works of David Miscavige and his church, and is why they must be brought to justice.

But we didn’t let him spoil our trip.

We left, had a delicious Australian lunch, and then met with the lovely Heather Grace, a regular here on Marty’s blog. We met at the zoo, found some koalas & kangaroos, and had dinner and drinks together. It was a wonderful time.

The following day we went to watch an Australian rules football game – otherwise known as “footy” and thoroughly enjoyed sitting next to two local and very vocal sports fans who were more fun than watching the game due to their constant banter back and forth (rooting for opposite teams) and the hilarious expressions they used.

Richmond Team Supporter: “What do you call a man with a rabbit stuck up his ass?”

North Melbourne Team Supporter: “I don’t know?”

Richmond Team Supporter: “You call him Warren…… here comes Warren!”  (Warren being the name of a player on the opposite team whom he was having a go at).

You gotta love the Australians.  We all did.

Mike Rinder: The truth David Miscavige wants to kill

Trailers for tomorrow’s show. Stay tuned:

Jamie’s adventure

by Jamie Sorrentini

My name is Jamie Sorrentini Lugli. My parents were on staff at the NY org in the early seventies and were disaffected for about 30 years. I got them back on the bridge when I discovered Scientology on my own in 2006. I also got my sister in around the same time.

I was always extremely close with both my parents. We had a very open communication line and they supported me in everything I did. And my father and I had a very special relationship – closer than most fathers and daughters I know. It was like we were telepathically and emotionally connected. Whenever my parents would fight I was there to listen to him. Whenever my Mom wasn’t around to make dinner, I would make dinner for him. And every night before bed we used to eat chocolate chip cookies together.

Jamie with her father

 

I got out of the church in January with my husband Tiziano. I was on OT Elig for a year and was not being accepted for unusual and invalid reasons. It all started when I refused to buy more Basic books after having already donated 25 libraries, and doing Patron with Honors. It then spiraled out of control when I got in Ethics trouble for buying a motorcycle (with money I “should have donated instead”) Also, as an actress, I played a stripper on a popular network TV show and I was told I was promoting myself as a “porn star” and I was not allowed to play characters below 2.0 on the tone scale. The list of insanity goes on and on but these are just a few highlights. In the end they gave me a program which was to train to Class 4 internship, do the complete Basics book and lectures line-up, redo the PTS/SP course ( because the entertainment industry is a “1.1. industry”) and  to increase my “contributions”.

I was going to request a Board of Review but then I saw the St. Pete Times video interviews with Marty Rathbun and others who had left the church. Suddenly it all made sense and I knew there was no point in trying to fight this any longer. I could not support David Miscavige and his criminal activities anymore.

My mother left the church immediately as soon as she found out the truth about what was happening at the top. My father and sister still remain in the church and of course have disconnected from us. My mother is now seeking a divorce from my father for obvious reasons.

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 On July 2nd  Tiziano and I went to Clearwater for  the Independents’ weekend and had a blast.

Jackson with Jamie and Tiziano

After the inaugural Independent’s Deep Sea Fishing Tournament, Tiziano, Gary Jackson Moorehead and myself decided to swing by the Oak Cove and try to see Flavio, Tiziano’s brother who is an auditor. We knew we wouldn’t be able to “trespass” and go inside the parking lot to get to the actual building, but we thought maybe if we stood on the curb, we would be able to see him getting on the bus to go to dinner.

So we stood outside yelling “FLAVIO FLAVIO!” Security guards were watching us and anyone who recognized us and attempted to communicate were told, “Don’t talk to them. They are declared Suppressives.” We knew there was no way they were going to let Flavio out of that building. As it was, SO members had to run out of the side door and jump onto the bus one at a time, to keep them sheltered from the EVIL SPs that were outside on the street “attacking the church.”

Tiziano and Flavio when they were younger

After about an hour of trying to get Flavio’s attention, we decide to leave and go back to Mike and Christie’s. Since my father lives at 500 Osceola (the apartment building just next door to the Sandcastle) I say to Tiziano, “Let’s drive by there and just see if my father’s scooter is there.” (He drives around on a red scooter because he gave all his money to the church and cannot afford to buy himself a car.) We pull up in our convertible and in that moment I see my father on his red scooter about to exit the parking lot. I tell Tiziano, “Stop the car!” and I jump out and run towards him. I had not planned to even try to talk to him on this trip but when I saw him, it was like something overcame me and I just knew I had to get to him.

Funny thing is, I had been wearing my flip flops every day that we had been in Clearwater, but that morning I had put my running shoes on. I hadn’t felt like wearing them, but something had told me to put them on. I had no idea that I would be sprinting through a parking lot in them, in a desperate attempt to reconnect with my father.

So, I am running towards him, shouting “DAD, DAD!!!” And he turns the scooter around and heads to the opposite side of the parking lot. He’s trying to get away from me! OMG! I can’t believe it. So I break into a full sprint running as fast as I can, yelling for him. I see him park the scooter and take off running around the back of the building. I am in shock, with adrenaline pumping through me. I run through the building and see him come up the back stairs, heading towards a glass door that leads to the lobby. I yell at him, “Dad, don’t you run from me. Don’t do this. I’m your fucking daughter!” As I run down the hallway, I see him open the door and yell at the security guard in a panicked voice, “Lock the door, don’t let her in!” I try to run past the guard but she grabs my arm and stops me. I lose him. I was seconds away.

 In my mind, I just wanted to jump on him and hug him, thinking that once he felt my arms around him he would give up and just hug me back. But I was horrified at his reaction, to have my own father who I was so close with my whole life, who once looked at me with love and affection now looking at me and running from me like I was a murderer chasing him with a gun.

The guard locks the door and won’t let me in. I break into sobs and beg her to let me in to talk to him. I explain that he is my father and that he won’t talk to me because he was told by the church that he is not allowed to have any communication with me. She says she will go talk to him.

In the meantime, Tiziano and Jackon show up and I fill them in. The guard comes back down and says that my father is very upset and that he said he does not want to talk to me and that I need to leave because I am on private property. Jackson explains about disconnection and how all I want to do is see my father and within a few minutes she is crying herself. I keep begging her to let me go up to his apartment door, but she says she can’t allow me to do that. At this point, I think all four of us have tears coming down our cheeks.

Tiziano’s brother disconnected from him, Jackson was torn apart from his wife; we had all felt the pain of the COS-enforced-disconnection. And now this naïve security guard, who could not believe what she had witnessed, knew this pain. It reinforced our individual losses in the shared experience, and it was pretty intense.

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Isn’t it ironic how Scientology is supposed to teach people how to communicate and help them to be able to confront things yet these “dedicated Scientologists” can do nothing but run ?

It took me a bit to get over the  shock of what transpired. But I know that as bad as I feel about it, he feels worse. I knew that I was upholding my integrity and doing what was right. He can’t say the same. Deep down he knows it’s wrong to abandon his flesh and blood.  And he’s missing out on sharing my milestones, my wins.

soul mates

I am living my life now. The one I want to live, not the one the church thinks I should live. My life is fantastic. I am married to my soul mate. We just bought a house and are creating on our life together. My career is moving forward and I am living my dream.

My father has lost everything he has worked for his whole life- his wife, his daughter, his future. He has given every cent he has to the church. He has 80,000 dollars of debt, he drives a scooter because he can’t afford to buy a car and even worse, he is living alone after 34 years of marriage. It makes me wonder, how far will one go to keep making themselves right?

jamie@jamiesorrentini.com

Dad, if you are listening, I love you and I am here for you as always. You will always be a part of my life and whenever you choose to come back to me I will have your glass of milk and some chocolate chip cookies ready to share with you like the good old days.

LRH-trained Class XII C/S Karen De La Carriere/Jentzsch

We’ve told Miscavige time and again, do not mess with a mother’s nature. Try as we have, he just won’t listen.

He now has Karen De La Carriere/Jentzsch to deal with.  Karen is an empire  builder; she excels at acquiring territory and turf .  She is a true friend to LRH and a legend from the early years of the Sea Org. Today, she is a very successful and influential businesswoman, internationally recognized as a leading expert in her field.  We consider Karen one of our dearest friends and a highly valuable player in the Independence movement. 

 – Mike and Marty

 

I have done a huge amount of soul searching and given a lot thought to exiting DM’s “church”. It is not easy to make such a decision to walk away from what has been an integral part of your life for decades.  I had planned to withdraw my support (and stop the considerable flow of funds I had poured into the Church) and remain relatively quiet behind the scenes. But then everything changed, when once again, the Church of MEST decided to try to destroy my family.

Let me provide just a little background to put things in context.

Flagship Apollo

In the early 70’s I traveled to the Flag Ship Apollo as a public. I took just one suitcase, for a planned 10 day stay. I had trained up through Class VIII at Saint Hill in the UK and decided to celebrate my  graduation with a Mediterranean Cruise and some auditing. And I also really did want to meet LRH.

A ship is a tight knit group and everyone gets to know the comings and goings.  I had barely been aboard 3- 4 days when one of the first LRH Watch Messengers (someone who was with LRH for 8 hours a day), Janis Gillham, found me in the bowels of the ship. She had a message from the Commodore.  I looked up at her startled that she knew my name.  Her message was: “The Commodore asked if you have finished your auditing, and if so, would you like to join the Sea Organization?” I was silent for a moment. I felt a rush of excitement. My life was about to change in one second. I told Janis to tell the Commodore I would be honored to join his team. About 20 minutes later I met LRH on the Promenade Deck and received his congratulations. Janis told me later she knew of no other person who was invited to join the Sea Org personally by LRH.

And boy, I sure have some rare LRH stories to tell.  I must tell them on this blog.  The LRH Biography staff  spent 2 days debriefing me for these stories about 3 years ago.  Of course they will be deleted now that I am a Proud SP.  So I will preserve these anecdotes for posterity on Marty’s blog.  And based on the track record of Miscavige, the Biography will never be completed anyway as the person who is supposed to be writing it is instead his personal speechwriter. 

I soon discovered that a “Field Class VIII” did not mean a Flag Class VIII.  And so I re-did all my internships and then trained up to Class XII with LRH as the CS overlooking the folders and giving final TR passes. I won several “Auditor of the Year” awards and was personally commended by LRH 9 times.  I was a high producer as part of LRH’s Flag technical team. I am the last LRH trained Class XII that belonged to Church of Miscavology.  All other XIIs died, left the Church, or were declared.  And now, I will proudly join the ranks of those who have been declared for withdrawing their support for the SP that is destroying the life’s work of LRH.

You can’t teach an old dog new tricks

I am sure you can imagine my reaction first to the “Golden Age of Tech” and then to “The Basics” events where DM in his infinite arrogance put down and invalidated all prior training and auditing. A relative handful of us kept the delivery high and the Gross Income rolling in, month after month, year in and year out.  Half a dozen Class XIIs were the main source of income for the FSO.  We kept the ship afloat with delivery of the Ls and other auditing, so LRH could continue his research and overlook and guide Scientology’s growth and impact. I sat at those events and literally watched Miscavige assume the (false) position of the new Messiah. HE WAS GOING TO IMPROVE ON LRH!  

Those of us who worked on LRH lines knew very well, that LRH did not sell botched overt products.  Every single facet and characteristic of LRH was to improve and upgrade the quality of life as best he knew. Now, in strutted Mr. Arrogance to inform everyone that they were incompetent, out tech, unknowing fools and that he had slaved feverishly to correct all the mistakes LRH had made (of course, there was a lot of PR and hype, but read through the bs and this is what he was saying). I audited 1000s of hours under LRH.  I called FNs the way LRH wrote the definition. Not the David Miscavige definition.  All those Ls and special Flag Rundowns delivered throughout the 1970s and 1980s did not incorporate the DM definition.  In those years, I do not recall a single request for refund, missed withhold or trouble made for the pc in all the people I audited.

This is not to say I did not live a life of dread. The registrars David Light, Sonia Jacques etc. would get the Tours to sell huge blocks of auditing to No-Case Gain pcs. They were all dumped in the Class XII HGC for a miracle cure.  I was the Class XII C/S.  Jeff Walker, the Senior CS and I lived a life of daily combat over this.  The stats of Flag Service Org were climbing nicely and Jeff wanted all pcs handled in the Class XII HGC.   I was concerned about the well-being of LRH’s org and not to create a disaster with an illegal pc. I saw the future YEARS and YEARS before Lisa McPherson happened.  It was just a matter of time. I cared very much to protect the Flag Land Base and on my watch, there was no death, no suicide, no one in my HGC under my CSing or auditing hit the skids.

Miscavige orders Heber to divorce me

Karen and Heber's wedding day

From early 1982 to 1987 I worked at OSA International.  I had married Heber in 1978 and when he became President CSI in 1982 and was located in Los Angeles I transferred there to be with him.  I had the grandiose title of “Presidential Aide” (Heber’s Assistant)   One day I was summoned with Heber to INT base and it did not sound good.  Upon arrival, Mike Sutter (then CO OSA Int) who had the previous week presented me with OSA “Staff Member of the Week” award,  questioned me about a sentence I had told someone in FSO about Vicki Aznaran and Jesse Prince’s removal from RTC (Vicki was Inspector General). Even though this fact was Broad Public Issue a few days later, distributed in everyone’s in-basket, I paid for that goof dearly.  I had committed out-security and this was used as a justification to destroy our marriage.

I was confined to the Int base and not allowed to return to Los Angeles to pick up a change of clothes. I did heavy deck work in the same underwear and dress for 10 days. It was humiliating. One sweats on the decks.  It is HOT in Gilman Hot Springs.  I was not “trusted” to return to Los Angeles to pick up clothes and toiletries.

At this point, I spoke up.  I went to Jackson, Security Chief (who posts here — Greetings Jackson!)  and announced that nobody had the right to keep me against my will. I called it kidnap. I said they were breaking the laws of the land.  I tend to speak up and meet things head on — I am not the silent suffering type.   Well, that caused an explosion.  My car keys were promptly taken away and I was put on  increased hours of sec checking.  And no surprise, that sec checking became wilder and wilder.  Was I a psychiatric case?  Had I been institutionalized? (LOL I had been in the Church since I was a teenager) Had I been implanted?  Was I sent in by the FBI? Was I an IRS agent or plant?  ROFL!  Yes, I can laugh now.  But it is not funny when this is run on you for hours, days, weeks and you cannot leave the base.  It was 6 months of hell.  Someone wrote on another site: “Under the totalitarian regime in Russia those that objected to the program were by definition ‘mentally ill’ as only a person who was mentally ill would be against the people’s paradise.”   What a great quote.  I was not “with the program,” therefore I must be psychiatric…….whoa.    This is DM’s “Church.”

The years of performance, the stellar products, the Auditor of the Year awards year in and year out, all wiped out in one nanosecond.  I did not agree to be kidnapped against my will at Int Base, therefore I must be psychiatric — even though I was one of 6 people on planet Earth that trained to Class XII CS. On reflection, those 6 months of kidnap and being imprisoned against my will at Int Base should have been reported to Law Enforcement at that time. But it would not occur to an SO member to do that.   You just could not think that way when you are in, even though kidnap is a felony.  I know now that was an overt because the same brutality has been repeated and even expanded in the 23 years since; witness the horrors of “the Hole” where Heber still resides.

I later learned from other sources that the whole 6 months incident was carrying out the DM order to get Heber to divorce me.  Either get the evidence through sec checks that could be used to show him I was a plant or a psych case, or break me and make me act in a psychotic fashion that would prove it to him that way.  Heber was sent to Germany and I was forbidden to use the phone, talk to Heber or talk to anyone other than my “handlers.” Lockdown.

Eventually the strategy worked. There was no way of fighting it.

Now, this was more than 20 years ago and DM has gotten progressively worse since. The Hole is a reflection of the insane deterioration of DM’s ability to see the value of a Staff Member.  Especially a dedicated SO member.

In 1990 I routed out of the Sea Org.  I endured months of Sec Checking but did all the right things on the route out.  In 20 years it never occurred to me to be hostile towards the Church. I remained a “good” Scientologist, funding libraries, buying all the new releases, showing up at events, giving AOLA $250,000 in the space of 3 years, and even embroiling myself in things of a more confidential nature to support the Church. I’ve had 20 years since my departure from the Sea Org to step out of line. I never did. And when the inevitable doubts crept in, I would think of my time track with LRH and just keep on going.

Karen, after recovering from Int and succeeding in the business world.

Alexander Jentzsch and Office of Special Affairs

Heber and I had a son in 1984 — Alexander Jentzsch.  He was born and raised in the Sea Org.

When Alexander was 11 years old (he had left the SO with me in 1990 when he was 6 and had then been regged to return to the SO when he was 10), Heber and I were both located in Los Angeles and Alexander was at Flag.  He was being used as a child slave laborer at the Fort Harrison, with no schooling or study time – instead cleaning toilets and floors in the Fort Harrison lobby 10-12 hours a day.  I called OSA multiple times to tell them this violated the laws of the land.  Finally I threatened that if it was not handled I would fly to Clearwater and extract him myself. OSA put him on a plane to Los Angeles within 24 hours.

Alexander was born in Scientology and knows nothing else. The culture is deeply embedded in him.

Fast forward to 3 years ago.  Alexander is now married and his wife Andrea is pregnant. Pressure is brought to bear for an abortion. It is done skillfully – no heavy threats, but both are both taken off post and made to look at “the greatest good”.  The message was loud and clear. Alexander called me multiple times a day as this goes down. All of the while his father, Heber, is uncontactable in lockdown in Miscavige’s Hole.  In the end, Andrea had an abortion and they were returned to post. But she never gets over it and feels she has committed an overt of magnitude.

3 years later she is pregnant again.  She really does want to be a mom. But now, times have changed. Claire and Mark Headley and  Laura Decrescenzo’s lawsuits, media and the internet have caused the Church to re-think their enforced abortion policy.

This time Alexander and Andrea are routed out with ” love”.  Kirsten Caetano, in charge of External Security at OSA, befriends Alexander in an unnatural, unheard of way. She arranges for his apartment rent to be paid. Helps arrange and approves him working for a Scientologist owned company at a very high wage, and gives him lots of sympathy and compassion. She strokes his feathers every way she can.  He is given $3500 after he signs a bunch of documents on video. God knows he signed his life away, though of course the documents are worthless and Alexander was not given a copy of what he signed.

Psych Ops.

I keep hearing from Alexander how WONDERFUL Kirsten is. She gives him all her phone numbers: berthing, cell and work, and she is just a click away on email. Ahhhhhhhh.  Feel the love….

Then Marty and Mike posted the blog on Heber (https://markrathbun.wordpress.com/2010/04/04/). Alexandar has a huge ongoing upset that Heber has not seen him in 6 YEARS.  Even though he is a dedicated Sea Org member and can put up with a lot “for the cause”, it makes no sense to him (it shouldn’t) that he cannot see or talk to his father. It is a BIG  button.  Heber was born on October 30th 1935. He is 75 years old. And he is incarcerated at Int Base and he has been for years.  Miscavige has not permitted any family time for Heber to see Alexander.

But the magic of Marty’s blog. Within 36 hours of that posting, Heber comes down to Los Angeles and spends 8 hours with Alexander for the first  time in 6 years. Heber has a cell phone number he gives Alexander and promises to attend a family re-union of his brothers and sisters in August with Alexander.

Wow, what a change! Thanks Marty and Mike!

Scroll forward to a few days ago. I ask Alexander if he wished Heber “Happy Father’s Day”. He said he had called but could not get through.  Heber no longer has a cell phone. And when he calls Alexander back he informs him that he will not be going to the family reunion, but will see Alexander next… at Christmas!! 

I am outraged and try to communicate about this but Alexander shuts me down. I feel Kirsten’s presence in the comm cycle. How dare I question authority or hint that there may be something wrong in the world of Miscavige!  The Thought Police scrambled into action.

Last night, Alexander was directed by his OSA handlers to guide me to an entheta site on line (entheta about Marty, Mike and even me).  He actually tried to get me to read entheta about myself!! I will not tolerate my son being manipulated against me and when he began screaming at me to “get my shit squared away with OSA or lose him as a son,” I knew that the body snatchers had him firmly in their grasp. For any that think I am in error airing private mother/son stuff on the web, the scene of the church infiltrating and turning my son against me is something that must be exposed.

Mike Rinder went through this when 7 people assaulted him in that parking lot. His own daughter, Taryn, was screaming at him for being an SP.

The internet backlash as a result was enormous. People found the behavior of the C of M appalling and horrifying.  But, the leopard cannot change his spots. Just another OSA op.  Seems the latest ploy is a new twist on “family leverage” that would make Terl proud.  But, once again, they have delivered a massive footbullet.  I was content to withdraw my support at the start of 2010 and remain relatively quiet. All that changed yesterday. If OSA thought they would control me by using Alexander as a pawn, it backfired.

Every time Alexander is used by OSA I will faithfully post every detail on the web, so that the “Office of COB” can see that the world knows and understands their dirty tricks. 

Sometimes it is fun to be underestimated.

But we live in a world of instant digital communication.  Marty’s site gets 50,000 hits a WEEK !

We can let sunshine disinfect.

My life is good now. I am highly successful, healthy, wealthy and wise. I have no doubt who my true and dear friends are – they are the people who read this blog every day. And I have no doubt that I will dedicate myself to preventing the destruction of LRH’s legacy by the SP David Miscavige.  This is my Doubt Formula announcement.

Anyone who wants to contact me privately can do so at: Karendelac@gmail.com.  Home page: Karendelac.com.

Hero

Hey, some pretty magical stuff is happening here. Cowboy Poet posted a beautiful poem on Saturday – a special one for Father’s Day. DFB, a regular here, took just a couple of hours on Father’s Day, took the Cowboy’s words and put them to music.  Here it is. Damn, you all are good.

Lyrics:

The Hero

I hope you do exceed your expectations
With the power to achieve,
your aims and goals.
That you’ll always reach,
whatever you go for.

Cause I believe in you
I DO believe in YOU.
My faith in you will always last.
I’m the father with a hero,
on my lap.

I know you’ll never leave a comrade,
when he’s down.
That your word will last forever,
honor bound.
That the counsel that you keep,
is yours til you grow old.
That you’ll wish upon a star
And be the hero,
that you are.

I believe you’ll stand alone,
and never shaken
When a trust is lost,
or when you’ve been forsaken.
That you’ll hitch your wagon,
back up to that star.
Cause you’re the hero in my lap,
That’s who you really are.

Cause I believe in you
I DO believe in YOU.
My faith in you,
will always last.
I’m the father with a hero,
on his lap.
Yeah, I’m the father with a hero,
on his lap.

Keepin’ it real on Fathers Day

A Happy Fathers Day to all you dads. While finding the celebratory nature of today’s post takes some application of intelligence, I think it is very fitting for this day.  A mother and father to-be whose family is being split asunder, at the direction of a missionaire being run directly by Miscavige, on the eve of the birth of their first child. The strength of a couple in dire circumstances deciding that to keep it  pent up inside is not the pro-survival choice. I hope you will read this post and express some support and postulates for them, since those of their family are being suppressed out of existence.  Ultimately, I believe the process is completely appropriate for this day; affording us the opportunity to  help one another make our family dynamics whole. Valeska and Chris, you humble me; in a good way. – Marty

This is the first in a series of postings from Valeska and Chris Guider. They left the Sea Org on 23 August 2009.  Valeska is a Grad VA auditor and was a Staff Staff Auditor on the Freewinds. Chris is a Class IX auditor who was formerly Inspector General MAA and Gold MAA. Some of their insights were covered in the earlier article “Ship of Fools.”  There is more to come, specifically concerning gross out ethics in the IAS and other information exposing the off-policy criminality of Dear Leader and his Church of MEST.  They are welcomed to the Independent Scientology community! Mike Rinder

 

Enough is enough. I simply cannot take the lies and the constant denials from church officials concerning disconnection.

My name is Valeska Guider (nee Paris).  My sister Melissa recently posted a declaration on Scientology-cult website that recounted her experiences with disconnection in our family. I share much of that, but also have other experiences and information that should be made known.

When I was 6 years old my parents divorced. I had been living in Switzerland with my younger sister, (Melissa) and baby brother, Raphael.  My father ended up with full custody and decided to join the Sea Org in England at Saint Hill. We travelled to England in September 1984, my mother came with us to drop us off. We got onto a blue broken down mini bus to travel to berthing.  My mom told us she was going to the canteen to get a coffee. She left and never came back.

We arrived at Stonelands Sea Org berthing. None of us kids spoke English and my father’s was broken at best. We found our way to the dining room that had holes in the ceiling and I got food poisoning and threw up that whole night. My father, brother, sister and I were all put in the same single bed. We missed our mom and were totally homesick. The next day my dad started on the EPF and we were put in the Cadet Org and put on MEST work with the other kids. (This chapter is focused on disconnection, so I am not getting into the sordid details of the Cadet Org here, Melissa’s write up contains some details of this time.)

For the first couple of years we had family time, and would see my dad for 2 hours a day (combined dinner and family time). However in 1986 family time was cancelled and no adults then came to Stonelands for dinner so we barely ever saw our dad after that. He would come home very late at night when we were sleeping and we would get up to go to school when he was sleeping.

After about a year my mother came to Stonelands to visit. She saw how gross the living conditions were and was horrified. She tried to get us back to move with her to the States near Flag. She was told we were future Sea Org members and she was out ethics for trying to get us and that she would be declared an SP if she persisted. She tried several times and was sent to ethics, threatened again with declare and eventually gave up. We visited my mother for the summer holidays and we loved this.  It was a different world: proper food and a room with heating and no leaks. We dreaded going back to England but we loved our Dad.

In 1992 when I was 14, we all went to the US to see my Mom for the summer holidays and I decided to join the Sea Org at Flag. It was great. Flag was much better than Stonelands and I would spend every other Saturday with her.  My mother is an OT VIII Class XII auditor.

But then, on Dec 11th 1995 everything changed.

That was the day my step father, Albert, committed suicide following a series of gross mishandlings from the Church. He was found dead on his bed by my brother who was 6 years old at the time, (son of Albert and my mother). Albert had asked my mom to make his story known so that it would not happen to anyone else. Albert gave her his diary which included details of what he had been through and what he wanted done following his death. My mother was devastated. She went to the local Org in Switzerland and following Albert’s wishes she demanded money back on his behalf and that the Scientologists he had loaned money to pay it back. This is perfectly normal and covered by LRH in the Chaplains Court policy. Instead, the Church sued my mother for black mail and tried to have her put in jail.  This went nowhere as she had done nothing wrong. The Church went all the way to the Swiss Supreme Court and of course they lost. She then went on TV and provided evidence on what had happened. She was now considered an SP and the Scientologists still have not paid the money back. I was at Flag when this happened and OSA Flag used me to try and “handle” my mother. Of course they did not tell me the truth about what had happened and told me my mom was an SP attacking the Church for no reason. I was ordered to disconnect from my mom.  I was 17 at the time and this was pretty hard as I really love her but I did it as this was “the ethical thing to”. OSA Flag also made my mom out to be a villain which is something that the Church does with anyone who steps out of line:  that individual is suddenly “all bad” and always has been.  Just look at what they do now with anyone who speaks out.

When my mom came back from Switzerland in September 1996, I was ordered to the Ship by David Miscavige to get me away from my mom.  I had no forewarning. I was woken 1 hour before my plane was leaving and not able to take any of my personal belongings with me other than a small bag. I was told that I would be at the ship for 2 weeks: I ended up being there for 12 years. I hated it and wanted to go back to Flag. I got in trouble for this and was put in the engine room until I “had a cognition” . I had to report to the Captains office, where Mike Napier yelled at me that I had no choice but to stay on the Ship. I was miserable. For the first 6 months I was not allowed to step off the Ship in case my mom was on one of the Islands to get me! I was also not allowed to take holidays off the Ship. I missed my family terribly and was informed by the Security Chf International that my only choice was to get my family in good standing to come and visit me on the Ship.

In 1997 my sister came to the Ship for her honeymoon. The day before she left I was 1/2 hour late back on post — I was pulled up to Mike Napier’s office, yelled at, removed from post and put on the decks for 6 months and restricted to the Ship.

For the first 8 years I was not allowed off the Ship without an escort in case my mom was on one of the islands. I finally got this changed in 2004 by talking to the Security Chief.

In 2002 my sister was declared for connecting with my mom. I was pulled into HCO and shown her SP declare and ordered to disconnect from her. I foolishly did as not disconnecting was not an option and was “suppressive”.

In 2007 a man whose marriage had been on the rocks for at least 7 years had an interest in me and was working on getting me interested in him. 8 months later I did and we had comm cycles about being together in the future. He was in progress of getting a divorce. Our actions were incorrect and resulted in me being assigned to the Engine Room. I saw the guy a few times and we talked when we were not supposed to, though we never touched or did anything physical. I was accused by Sue Price ( CO CMO) and Lurie Belotti (RTC Rep) of “breaking up the marriage” even though he had trouble for 7 years before he even met me and I was the 2nd woman he had created something with. 

At this point the Basics had been released and we were getting no sleep until we made our booksales quota. I was a Staff Staff Auditor, and me and every other crew member was on booksales, often through the entire nite!

One night Lurie Belotti asked me if I was the reason that this guy had moved out of his room into a dorm. I had no idea what she was going on about and just said “yes” as I was not interested in talking to her. She sent me to the Engine Room for 48 hours straight! This is after weeks of an average of 3 hours sleep a night trying to meet insane booksales quotas. At about 4am I just blacked out against a machine and was found 4 1/2 hours later by an engineer who shook me till I came to. I was then put back to work for another day and night without sleep and then back on post the day after that. And I was expected to audit.

This guy and I spoke again and I got taken off post and put in the Engine Room full time. I was put in this small room by myself with a camera monitoring my movements. A security guard escorted me anywhere I went, I had to eat in the engine room and was not allowed to eat in the control room because it was air conditioned. I was not allowed to work with anyone so I was alone at all times. All as ordered by Sue Price and Lurie Belotti, those soulless husks of humanity. I was miserable and wanted out. I started going in session on a Sec check with an auditor who was getting no sleep and would dope off in the session. I was in the engine room for almost 3 months full time.  I hated it and just wanted to get off the Ship, I was of course not allowed to call my family at all or talk to anyone. Towards the end I started making up overts to just get out of there. One day in early December I wore a ring on my finger and left it there to try and simulate a rockslam as I thought that would get me out of there faster.

In December 2007 I called my brother using another staff members’ cruise card which you need to call off the Ship.  Mine had been deactivated. I spoke to him for 1/2 an hour. I told him to call me back and it was discovered I had called him. I was yelled at by the Security Chief and the then Dir I&R and told I was suppressive and 1.1, this went on and on. I then had to write down everything I had told my brother. I was assigned to the RPF and informed if I did not go I would be declared.

I was supposed to be sent to Europe to do the RPF but refused. I was told I had no choice and they were going to declare me an SP. I didn’t care, I had enough. I wanted out right away and it was not happening so when I went in session I lied and said that I was suicidal, because I had seen enough people being kicked out for this. The same night Sue Price pulled me into the dining room and told me I looked terrible, she then said she knew I was lying about the suicide and proceeded to try and introvert me. Eventually she said she would send me to Australia if she could and I was happy about that. I was told the next day that I would be going to Australia and was just relieved to get off the Ship. I decided I would NEVER go back.

I left on Dec 25th which was one of the greatest reliefs I have ever experienced. I arrived to Australia and believe it or not I loved the RPF.  Despite all the restrictions, no pay from the Ship for 6 months and no PC folder till after I was done with all the auditing — it was heaven compared to what I had experienced the last months on the Ship. I completed the RPF in Nov 2008. I was posted in Australia and Sue Price and Lurie Belotti did not like this.  After booting me off the Freewinds and not paying me, now they demanded a replacement! They said they were going to send me to England, then to LA, and then threatened to have me escorted back to the Ship and be put in the Engine Room until there was a “replacement”.  CLO ANZO gave the Freewinds 3 staff but then that was not good enough. “Auditor’s don’t grow on trees” they said and demanded a Clear Grad V Auditor.

By this time I had a relationship with my current husband (Chris Guider who I had met on the RPF — he too had been sent to the ANZO RPF when he was considered a “security risk” ).  There was NO way I was going to go back to the Ship or be trafficked to where they wanted. A lot happened in this period which I won’t cover here. I married Chris — but apparently was supposed to have “OK” from Sue Price first!  Like she has any say in who I marry and when. This was a big flap and I was now in trouble yet again and was supposed to be sent back to the RPF.  We had had had enough and said we were leaving.  We finally routed out in late Aug 2009. We were in good standing and were given money “because I was going to have a baby” (I attribute this treatment to what has been happening on the internet and the fact that I know a lot of information about the Freewinds and the IAS, and Chris knows a lot about DM, Int and Gold).

I had not yet really fully seen the light, and I wanted to handle my sister and mom’s declare. So I got in communication with them.  We were then called by Marion Pouw who informed me I was violating Church policy by being in comm with my family.  My brother also got in comm with my mom and sister and OSA ordered him to disconnect. I refused to disconnect from my sister and mother so now my father and brother have both disconnected from me, my husband and my baby boy who will be born in the next 3 -4 weeks, though my dad expresses extreme upset about having to do this.

I have written comms from my dad. 

I also have written comms from Marion Pouw, who works directly for David Miscavige trying to clean up the messes he has created with lies.  In spite of whatever Tommy Davis says, or how the church tries to spin it, she clearly states that disconnection is the on policy thing to do.

I am writing this as I am sick of the blatant lies that the Church is telling the media with no shame or remorse.

Valeska Guider