Kudos to Aida Thomas and those who assisted her in discovering and exposing the Office of Special Affairs (OSA, church of Scientology dirty tricks and propaganda wing) operative who publicly slimed her friend Silvia Kusada:
In my view Aida sets a wonderful example of what friendship really entails.
As for Neil Roger Woods – aka Tim Higgs, aka truthseeker, the OSA operative very active in attempting to disrupt and destroy the lives and reputations of Independent Scientologists – he had his fun on this blog for a spell in 2010. That was until we noted that his creepy comments indicated he was an OSA troll.
This Woods message was a dead give-away:
4/24/2010
Mr. Rinder,
Have you ever been on the other end of one these “gang ups”? If so, was it just once or more than once? If a man spends years of his life shooting others, should others feel sorry for him when he gets shot?
Should we feel sympathy for someone who was once on the cause end of something like this but is now on the effect end?
Didn’t you and Marty Rathbun help to build the Frankenstein monster over the last 20-30 years we are now having to deal with?
Isn’t there a word for things that happen like this?
Isn’t that word “Karma”?
It is David Miscavige attempting to export the Hole right into our living room – the tell-tale “I am going to take your treasonous act of coming clean to make you guilty until you cave in and shut up”.
Woods ought to be exposed to the point where societal peer pressure forces him to confess and repent. “Oh”, the OSA trolls will rant, “but you are proposing to do just what OSA does!” No, I’m not. I have published OSA programs straight from their greasy files that direct the spreading of black PR (not fact) to ensure that folk of our ilk lose their jobs and any possibility of a livelihood. Examples, Tory Christman Program, OSA War Against Independence. That is precisely what Woods has been involved in, going on for years now. Mr Woods does not deserve to earn a red penny from anyone until he makes good on what he has been doing to others at the behest of Miscavige’s OSA network. To allow him to continue to harm people of good will is ethical bankruptcy.
Thanks again to Aida for not only demonstrating what a friend is, but also for helping to put Ethics in where sorely needed.
Thanks for the responses to my post of 20 March, Council for Spiritual Integrity. A lot of the initial information shared serves to confirm datums that I have already found to be true and have based my actions over the past three years upon. Among them:
1. The eighties leaders were different than current leaders in that the former ultimately were bought. I knew from the outset that David Miscavige was acutely aware of the fact that most everybody had a price. So much so that his ENTIRE, blanket strategy for dealing with exposure of his crimes can be summed up in two parts: a) Leverage: created by intelligence, black PR, and legal to put the target into a more amenable frame of mind, followed by b) buy off, and that means literally – nobody settles with David Miscavige whom Miscavige does not own to one degree or another.
That is one reason why I have stayed true from the beginning to the vow never to accept money from anyone that carries with it any attempt to influence my direction or behavior. I have turned down large sums of money that have been offered to get me to go in certain directions; and I will continue to refuse such in the future. People donate when they see fit – presumably by their following the chronicle of where I am going as memorialized on this blog. Monique can attest to the trend – and how no matter how lean things become on this end, I have not and will not pander or attempt to please to make a living – to me that is not living; that is the route to dying.
2. Among today’s crew we have a number of folks with a far higher confront of evil and experiential track on how to deal with it.
While I am studying all this in far more depth and intend to share more of my findings, one more recently recognized truth can be added.
3. The pioneers of the past were far more invested in terms of active involvement. They met,they rallied, they demonstrated, they worked hard (far more than is necessary now with the internet) to collect information and get it published and distributed. Almost perhaps to a fault. Many critical ones devoted so much time and effort to the cause that they were forced out of the game entirely by financial necessity.
I have noted a number of times over the past couple years that much of what I do I consider to be “ethics” actions; and that we as a movement are following the Scientology sequence of ethics, tech, admin. I find it to be necessary in order to assure that tech and admin can go in. That is why when engaged in ethics activities I continually promote that others not directly involved get real busy with tech and admin; because a) that is the only reason for the sacrifices in the ethics band – to make it possible to get tech in, and b) enough proliferation of tech will be the final ethics nail allowing a move into the admin band.
The past few months have been almost completely consumed with activities falling into the ethics band. The amount of kicking and screaming from the ethics-challenged beast has been horrifying during this period.
I have likened the struggle with the Corporate Scientology organization to the American civil rights struggle and the South African civil rights movement. On the latter, I have noted that the most effective measure in ending appartheid was making those who profited from it no longer profit from it. And that was accomplished by making those who supported the profiteers understand they ultimately empowered the slavoracy; and by persistent exposure of that empowerment made those ultimately supporting the slave-masters no longer support them.
I think on this score, we can learn from the pioneers; both of the civil rights movements and of the earlier Independent movement. I think we ought to learn from them a higher level of personal involvement. I am asking people to step up to make it uncomfortable on those who are perpetuating Miscavige’s character assassination network. I am not suggesting in the slightest that anyone engage in anything resembling harassment, Corporate Scientology style or otherwise. I am suggesting that the likes of Joel Phillips, John Allender, Ed Bryan, Joanne Wheaton, Norman Bates (whatever his real last name is), Iz Chait, Dave Lublow, and other known agents of Corporate Scientology’s domestic terrorist network be called to account for their months and years of domestic terrorist work.
Miscavige, being the 1.1 coward that he is, has polluted the internet and American neighborhoods by having OSA volunteers and PIs serve as an “arm’s length” domestic terrorist network. Please do what you can to help disinfect this sickness with sunshine.
Get hold of Steve and/or Karen with your website building skills, your ability to investigate and inform those who ought to know about the domestic terror network and its actors.
A wise man once noted that if one knows of out ethics and doesn’t do anything about it, after a while of doing nothing about it he becomes an accomplice.
For those who have not been following this blog for long, in its early days of late 2009 I initiated the idea of people standing up and announcing themselves as Independent Scientologists. Some of the benefits of doing so and some of where I saw this trend going was covered in the post titled Independent Scientologists Community 26 Sept 2009.
Since then I have taken some heat from various sectors for not embracing the “Freezone” or the “International Freezone Association”. Rather than waste a lot of time in debate I kept carrying along with the “Independent” agenda. The idea was that given enough numbers and enough persistence three aims would ultimately be achieved:
a) Scientology would ultimately become differentiated in the public mind from the Church of Scientology as Independent Scientologists took a stand and took more responsibility for it.
b) Scientologists in greater numbers would no longer feel they had to disassociate themselves with from Scientology to survive and flourish. They would de-pts from Scientology Inc and recognize that no madman can or should have a monopoly on their religion.
c) By the continued momentum of “a” and “b” the dark empire of Corporate Scientology would become increasingly irrelevant as the subject of Scientology rose from the ashes like the Phoenix in the forms of myriad Independent Scientologists.
We are one month past the beginning of year three in a plan that I initially estimated would take about five years.
There is a long way to go.
There will always be peaks and valleys.
Hopefully, we will continue to experience momentum.
Independent Scientologists Jim Logan and Sinar Parman recently took a trip to David Miscavige’s Scientology Inc Headquarters near Hemet California. Here is Jim’s report.
I went back to Gold. I was last there in October 1992. It appeared bigger in memory than it was yesterday. Yesterday it seemed like the buildings had actually shrunk. There was “more” of the place, with the Castle, the Berthing buildings (I couldn’t see theRTCBuildingor the grotesque Bonnyview from the roadside), but even these seemed to physically be withdrawn, actually shrinking back. Not there. It was just something I noticed even in the real excitement I felt at returning to this place. It was a palpable perception of even the building structures themselves pulling back and getting a smaller space. Of course, I’ve had a lot of auditing in the past few years too, plus some really extensive study so maybe my viewpoint has shifted a bit J
I had the intention of returning there for the salutary act of Confront, Reach and Withdraw on the spaces that I was forbidden to be in, but, prior to that prohibition, had put so much of my own life and free theta, and my literal blood, sweat and tears, into creating.
I also wanted to bring a simple bouquet of flowers for the memory of my wife Annie and our life we created there, and in honor of the dedication and devotion of her own to a purpose we both embrace.
As I drove from LA toHemet, on the way to meet Sinar Parman, a fellow former Int Base staff member, and someone who I feel a special relationship with as he too worked personally with L. Ron Hubbard and knew and loved Annie, I was envisioning what it would be like to drive up to the gate, get out of the vehicle and approach the Main Booth. I saw in this, Danny Dunnigan, coming out of the guard booth, in his black uniform. He didn’t recognize me at first, as I saw myself approaching with the small bundle of flowers, handpicked from the garden at Scott Campbell’s house by his wonderful wife Karry, for me, for that day and for Annie.
But then he responded, with hostility and refused to accept the token and went back in the booth, picking up the phone and spreading the word – Jim Logan is here.
So there I was, in fact, driving up to the Main Booth at Golden Era Productions, with Sinar in the passenger seat, instant hatted on the little Canon digital camera, and both of us coming back.
I stopped and looked through the darkened glass and there was Danny, pretty much as I had viewed him earlier on my drive in. I picked up the bouquet of fresh garden flowers, and stepped outside.
I noticed that Danny didn’t get up, there seemed to be a communication lag of reaction there, and I made several steps toward the little structure, hoping someone would emerge so I could ask if I could leave the token in memory of my recently passed wife. One of their fellow staff.
The door on the side opened part way, and Kevin Caetano put his head out. I said something on the order of “I’ve come with these flowers for Annie, would it be possible for me to leave them?”
Without answering me Kevin Caetano in a sort of fearful hostility, and without looking directly at me, or Sinar for that matter, said “You’re trespassing, get off the property”.
I repeated my request, as I wasn’t sure he’d actually heard me since it didn’t appear to me he was actually looking at me and he certainly wasn’t communicating TO me. He was kind of oddly, angrily growling at someone, something else, looking askance and growling this little tiny, hostile growl at his imagined enemy, out to destroy all that is good, to destroy him.
If it weren’t for the randomity of the moment, I think I would have guffawed at the circumstances, in complete reflexive rejection.
Here I was, offering a bouquet of flowers in memory of a loved one – to a Church of Scientology – and I was greeted with a terrified hate and barely moving to even open the door of the darkened little room these men lived and worked in, all they could manage to expel was a weakly bilious croak “You’re trespassing, you’re trespassing” and then shrink back into this tiny cave, closing the window and hunkering down again.
As some sort of “buffer” against the evil Sinar, me and the flowers I offered, presented to them, they had a non-Scientologist it appeared, ask us to leave directly. Kevin wouldn’t talk to us, only this presumed Private Investigator, who relayed the orders.
We got back in the car, turned around, and went to the west end of the property, just past the “NO TRESPASSING” sign, at the edge of the orchard that Sinar himself had helped to plant.
We parked and got out, to complete the process of Confront, Reach and Withdraw, and for me to place somewhere on the side of the property line, the flowers.
As we walked up theGilman Springs Roadtoward the Castle, Danny raced by in the Security truck, blackened windows and all, and went to park behind where I’d left our car on the side of the road. We started to walk back, me wondering whether I’d parked on public property and not wanting to have them tow the vehicle in some puerile bit of nonsense. I approached while they peered in the empty SUV and walked about it, writing down the license plate, and as I did they got back in their truck and when I got within about 20 feet, they pulled out, and parked again in front. Some silly cat and mouse game. I realized I was parked freely and left them to do whatever it was they thought they were doing.
Back toward the Base we went. I stopped at the first place I wanted to confront, the old golf course, from the first flood way back when, that destroyed it and where on Saturday renovations, in the base “all hands”, I had gone to mark off the area as it was planned to be a large garden to grow self-sufficiently and feed the staff.
We continued up the highway, at one point, and right beside us a giant Dodge 3500 truck blasted their horn sounding like a ship’s foghorn. I thought it might have been Security playing around, but it was actually a public person, expressing their somewhat less than cordial affinity for whom they thought were Gold staff.
I saw the Castle for the first time aside from photos. It came after I left in 92. A nice enough place. Then we came to OGH. Old Gilman House, the home of the former owner of Gilman Hot Springs Spa. I’d spent the last few days I was at Gold at OGH. Along with Jesse Prince and Fred Houck, both “pariah” at the time, and on the line to “route out” of the Sea Org.
My time there was spent in utter turmoil, with no sleep as I was way too enturbulated, and crying at the losses I was experiencing in real time, guarded and unable to speak to my wife, or return to the apartment were we lived. The only communication coming from Jackson who was trying to get me sessionable to be Sec Checked before being removed from the property. I never did get sessionable in the several days I was there, getting only snips of sleep, and unable to even eat, doing nothing more really than literally beg to see Annie and protesting “But you’re supposed to be the good guys”.
I reached for it, I withdrew from it and continued the process. Bing, attention freed up we moved on.
I glanced over the swamp, and up toward the LRH Music Studio where I last worked. I could see “the Hole”, and we stopped across the road, on the south side, to look over the garage. Reached and withdrew and was able to completely have the space, permeating it, and the surrounding grounds.
On we went, this time just east of the garage and viewing the parking lot behind and the rear of MCI.
Here Sinar and I reminisced about the days when we would muster together back of the Massacre Canyon Inn for Saturday Renos, the whole of the base, and all of us looking forward to a day outside in “civies” and “grungies”, able to express some little style in our choice of clothes and enjoy the grounds that we were busy creating.
Sinar’s haunt, MCI, as a chef and his own life spreading through the building, withdrawing, reaching and a return of ownership for spaces he creates.
Up the road a bit and I could see F&E over the roof of the Lodges. LRH Films and Equipment, where Annie worked and where I proposed to her, and why the flowers in the first place. There was a symbolism to this, and a recalling of my happier days.
I had bought them one day in LA. I’d written a note for her “ Say uncle, there’s more where these came from”. I’d dropped them off with Roberta Lantz to give to Annie and went back to my post, just after supper. Later that night Annie called me and asked me to come to F&E; she wanted to talk.
I got there sometime late in the evening, maybe 10:30 p.m., and asked to see her. I was shown to an anteroom of the darkroom where she worked. I waited, leaning up on a counter, with my arms folded across my chest, ready for rejection, hoping for her hand. She came out of the darkroom, in her white uniform but with a powder blue sweater on for the cold temperature of the space. I think it had a little design on it, maybe a teddy bear. I don’t recall exactly as I was so taken by the color and her hair over her shoulders and the figure of this woman I loved so deeply.
She stood across from me, maybe four feet away and looked me straight in the eye and paused.
I stood, as cavalierly as I could mock up, but excited beyond description and held the look and the silence.
She began to speak.. softly saying… “Uncle.”
And our life began with our first real kiss.
Returning to Gold, and looking at that space, I did cry. But this time, it was different than all the tears I’ve shed over these years we’ve been forced apart. This time there was an end to it. She’s not there, she is free again, and we know each other with no space or time to separate us as beings. We won Dave. There is nothing you can do to tear asunder what we alone create.
With R&W complete on this spot, I felt very much awake, very much aware and continued on, east of the Main Booth.
Sinar said he didn’t want to go on, up the road. I urged him forward as I needed to continue and I wanted a suitable spot to place the bouquet. As we went up and came directly across from the Villas, while I was looking at the various places on the other bank of the road, the back of theMainGoldBuilding“36” as it was known, I felt something and my attention went to the Villas.
There it was, Dave’s offices, and as clear as the exhaust from a dump truck, a black roiling mass of hate and frustration.
I asked Sinar “Do you see that?”
“Yes” he replied. “I’ve seen since the Guard Booth. That’s why I didn’t want to come up here”.
I called across the road to Dave. “Hey, come on out, you pussy”. And in that moment, with ZERO affect on me from this being’s entheta and hatred, I laughed and realized just how pitiful a coward he really is.
I was done. End Phenomena reached and I could have at will any space there, including Dave’s, and penetrated all through it. I owned it. I could let it be.
As we sauntered back Sinar realized it was probably about dinner time for the staff. It was then I noticed that we had seen absolutely no one from the Base, save a brief fearful encounter by the Guards. In fact, the only person that came close to us appeared to be a non-Scientology PI that was in the area of the Main Booth, and had been filming us.
As I thought about the poor staff, kept within their walls, blinds drawn and in the “intruder” drill, hungry, I thought we’d better walk a bit faster and let them at least have their supper.
Walking back we reached a marked curb where a public bus stop had a sign. There beside it was a nice large stone, and I placed the flowers, carefully removing the twist tie so there was no reason to charge me with littering.
Out of the booth came the non-Scientology PI.
“You can’t leave that there.”
“It’s a public bus stop”. I answered as we walked by.
“Are you refusing to remove them?”
“It’s a public bus stop”. I replied again.
He asked twice more, I responded similarly, and couldn’t help but smile. After all, they were a bouquet of flowers for a loved one, and this was the argument he was having, representing a Church?
He walked up to the spot where I’d lain them, and I decided to pull out the Canon and film him taking them away. I don’t know how or why, but as soon as I aimed the camera, he stopped. He didn’t get to the memoriam, but turned around and carried on filming Sinar and me.
I didn’t see him take away the flowers. Perhaps he saw what it was, he realized himself what I had placed, and maybe, that which is good in him, the angels of his better nature, stayed his progress. I’ll say that is true. Even if it isn’t it’s what he would choose were he to be who he really is.
A few seconds of this reciprocal video game, and I was done. It was so silly.
As we walked back, passing Qual on the other side, and MCI on our side, both places we’d worked with fervor and purpose, we came again to “the Hole”.
This time, with my process complete, I could see a different thing over the Hole than I’d seen first time passed, or up at the Villas. This perceivable mass was thinner, with no hate, and more of an apathy, a dark sort of death pall. I’ve seen this at funerals, which is what it reminded.
It was then that I noticed something about the whole place.
It had no life.
Gone was the vigor I’d recalled. Gone was that feeling of excitement, and purpose, and hope and joy that I completely sensed as I lived and worked there from early 86, just after LRH had left.
All that was there, the only visible life energy, was Dave Miscavige’s hateful, angry bluster-mass, and the thin apathetic pall over the Hole, with all else noticeably absent, even the Guards unable to speak and needing a via.
I looked at this once bustling hive of purpose and the postulate of freedom for beings in all places and saw it was bereft of the real life that animated it. The life and creation of beings like Sinar and myself.
As we got to the car, Sinar got up an artistic urge and wanted to take shots of me in the fading sunlight.
I was happy. So I stood where he wanted me and he reeled off some pix.
My happiness is expressed by the awareness that I am free to create anything I want. I created spaces at Gold, building a large majority of the places I saw at one time on the track. Here is a new unit of time, and what lies ahead is the infinity of future.
For those at Gold. There will come a day when you muster in MCI and someone else will speak to you collected there, other than David Miscavige.
You will be told “It is over” once again, only this time it’s the end of the torturous years. The end of the toiling, with nothing to show. The end of the reversal of your goodwill and intention and malignment of your being by this single Suppressive Person. The end of the “ogre” and the return of truth and cause to you.
You will be “shell-shocked” and dazed. You’ll be asked to walk freely among the areas you choose, leave if you want to, as the gates are opened, but just walk and talk to whomever you wish and whatever you please.
You are being given full pay and a fair exchange for you work. Go to the canteen, splurge. Go to town, buy whatever you want. If you come back, it is on your own determinism. We’ll be doing some Group Processing next. I think you’ll like it. But it is your choice to be here for it.
It is time to deal with the past and clear it. To be here in the present. To decide what is the future.
There are those of us who wished, who have come here to help you as we can – to be truly FREE.
On March 13, 2012 Moving On Up A Little Higher received its sixth millionth (6,000,000) visit.
People from 107 countries have tuned in so far this year. I have included below a list of the top fifty countries in order of rank by number of visits.
Thanks for visiting. Thanks for participating in the conversations. And thanks for letting others know about the Scientology blog that never sleeps.
One major portion of Super Power that L Ron Hubbard did directly see through to completion was the Ethics Repair List.
I wrote the following comment on a thread on this blog on 11 April 2011 concerning the Ethics Repair List:
Sinar, Thanks. Do you think there is a snowball’s chance in hell that the ETHICS REPAIR LIST – as approved by L Ron Hubbard – is gonna be on that line up? Think about it. It ferrets out arbitrary, wrong condition assignments and ethics actions. The EP of that RD in this day and age, could be nothing but REVOLUTION against the Miscavige machine. It could be nothing but. Forget it, the original LRH Ethics Repair list will NOT, I REPEAT WILL NOT, ever see the light of day. I know all about it. Used it to great effect. Miscavige has altered it beyond recognition already – I’d bet my life on it. Marty
Well, I have to eat half my words. I still hold that David Miscavige has done and will continue to do everything in his power to keep the Ethics Repair List from Corporate Scientology public. However, due to the alert action of Independent Scientologists, what I consider the very most powerful step of Super Power – and one of the few that LRH wound up completing to final issue – the Ethics Repair List is now available to the world. Check the pre-reqs on it – just about anyone can be run on it.
I have seen “reconstructions” floating around the internet over the years – but none even resembled the Real McCoy. Now, the real deal has surfaced.
I have used it several times to wonderful results years ago within the church and look forward to using it with even more spectacular results away from that oppressive environment.
LRH notes the following in the HCOB:
Exterior
Nothing is more likely to exteriorize a pc than this list.
If the pc goes exterior during this list, do not audit past it, gently end off the session.
I hope you all have a heck of a lot of fun with this.
The “DOWNLOAD” in big letters at the top of the page is *NOT* the hosted file. That is actually an embedded advert designed to fool you into downloading that other crap.
Theo, you ought to know better than to run any executable downloaded from a random website you don’t know anything about.
The PDF file you want is at the link labeled “Click here to start download from Sendspace”. It’s a PDF document, which is not executable.
LRH’s Birthday Game was designed to encourage Organizations to make it up to the size and productivity of Old St Hill. During the life of LRH the game consisted of orgs competing by reporting up a number of production statistics reflecting delivery of Scientology services to the public. During that time and for a few years after LRH passed away the Birthday Game resulted in several orgs actually achieving something on the order of Old St Hill size.
Since David Miscavige’s assumption of total dictatorship over Scientology Inc the LRH Birthday Game has been gradually corrupted into a Con. The game receives lip service for the sole purpose of giving Miscavige justification for conducting an event each March 13th wherein he can have awards passed out. For St Hill size orgs? For the past decade and one half, no. The “game” has been so corrupted it does not even lead to expansion. Instead, it leads to a bunch of busy work on statistics that lead to a photo op in some Div 6 course room, at best. Recent evidence indicates the game is now little more than a con.
The email below authored and circulated by the Birthday Game I/C of the Los Angeles Foundation Organization says it all. LA Foundation is vying to win the Birthday Game by:
a) Putting a bunch of veteran Scientologists onto a Div 6 (beginner, new public) course part-time (which can only detract from the org product of auditors made)
b) Increasing IAS (International Association of Scientologists) donations (which diverts gross income, staff pay, and money paid for auditing and training – all vital to org success)
Sent: Mar 3, 2012 9:13 AM Subject: RUSH: LA FDN still #1 – Can you help this final week of the Birthday Game?
It’s a very tight game. LA Fdn has this final week to maintain their lead and pull off the final victory! They have never won a Birthday Game before, so this is amazingly exciting. If you like to help, now is the moment of truth!
Bring in friends, family, YOURSELF! If you are already onlines doing a course somewhere else, come into LAF and join our Life Improvement Club! This Club is for active Scientologists. All you have to do is add just one course period a week, in the Div.6 Life Improvement Courseroom. This gives you the opportunity to zoom in on improving specific areas of your life without taking away from your Bridge progress.
My husband and I have done many of the Life Improvement Courses in this way and it is so worth it! Those courses are so stabilizing.
L, Your Friends, Daniel & Diane Leriche
P.S. Of course there are many other ways to contribute as well. See the message below for another vital needed and wanted:
One item that is urgently needed is a total of $7,858 in IAS donations done through LA F by Saturday night.It will result in 15 Birthday Game points!
Whatever you can flow or get others to flow, please do so now or right away or immediately.
Greek misogynia, from misein to hate + gynē woman — more at queen
First Known Use: circa 1656 – Merriam-Websters.com
Many here have expressed dismay while attempting to divine David Miscavige’s “logic” in launching perhaps the largest footnuke in Scientology history by suing Debbie Cook.
Mike Rinder and I went through the same process the moment we first finished reading the lawsuit and motion for Temporary Injunction.
However, Rinder in his inimitable, deliberative style soon summed up what I believe to be a perfectly accurate estimation of Miscavige’s thought processes in one succinct sentence.
Mike read the following from Debbie’s 15 January email to the “church”:
“I put out a simple message to not support anything not covered in tech or policy by L Ron Hubbard and to go up the Bridge. How is that so horrible and despicable? Oh, I forgot, I dared to challenge DM. My OL (Opinion Leader) is L Ron Hubbard.”
Mike turned to me and said, “I know exactly what happened; Miscavige read this and said, ‘I AM GOING TO TEACH THAT BITCH A LESSON’.”
Mike was spot on because Mike understands that at bottom David Miscavige is the worst sort of misogynist.
When I joined the Sea Org in January 1978 one thing that impressed me about Ron Hubbard’s international organization was that it was way, way ahead of the times in terms of gender equality. Some of the most powerful figures in Scientology – all appointed by L Ron Hubbard himself – were women. Mary Sue Hubbard and Jane Kember on the Guardian’s Office side, and Dede Reisdorf Voegeding and Gale Reisdorf Irwin on the Sea Org side.
Well, the first order of business in Miscavige’s rise to power was the calculated, systematic destruction of all four of those women.
But, that was not the end of it.
Upon formation of Religious Technology Center, which was intended to carry out an international Qual function so as to guarantee the practice of Standard Technology in churches of Scientology, L Ron Hubbard appointed two more women to its highest positions, Inspector General – Annie Tidman Broeker; and D/Inspector General – Vicki Aznaran.
Both very competent women were ruthlessly taken down by Miscavige.
By the late eighties there were but four remaining high-profile, internationally recognized women executives heading major Scientology entities, Terri Gamboa at Author Services Inc (ASI, before it became a glorified sales con outfit), Janet Light at International Association of Scientologists (IAS), Bitty Blythe Miscavige as Commanding Officer CMO Int, and Debbie Cook at Flag Service Organization.
When Miscavige’s ordered criminal reg tactics of ASI were creating big external threats for the church, he blamed it all on Terri and blew her off.
Bitty rose to the position of Inspector General – chiefly on the merits of her years’ long projects to help upgrade Flag into a two million dollars a week income cash cow. Janet was left to get on with it as she turned IAS into an even more profitable outfit, albeit out-exchange and criminal, than Flag.
Bitty had her ups and downs and ups, but in the year 2000 she too was blown off by Miscavige’s misogynist behavior after having the temerity to challenge him.
Then in early 2007 Janet was imprisoned in the hole and broken after expressing disagreements with Miscavige’s increasing greed and criminality. Shortly after Miscavige sent his own wife, COB Assistant Shelly, to a gulag because she too began to question Miscavige’s sanity.
That left Debbie as the last powerful woman in Scientology standing. If you’ve been following since her New Years message this year, you know the misogynist behavior Miscavige visited upon her.
And when Debbie drew a line in the sand and told the dictator “make my day” he could not resist his own evil, misogynist impulses.
My guess is that if there were a support network like the Independent Movement in place back in the day none of these powerful women (all friends and trusted confidants of L Ron Hubbard) would have given up and left Scientology behind.
In my mind Debbie stands for all the great women of Scientology.
When Debbie told the SP “no!”, she represented every former great woman in Scientology that Miscavige blew off or destroyed.
When she prevails it will rehabilitate the power of female legends in the history of the Scientology movement.
It will restore complete gender equality in Scientology for the future.
It will quite possibly mark the end of Miscavige’s reign of terror; for the simple reason that I imagine he cannot live with the fact of being bested by a woman.
Note: While the above is only a brief overview, the details of the misogynist, sexist nature of Scientology Inc’s supreme leader and its effect in destroying Scientology Inc will be fully exposed in my upcoming book.
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