I knew a Fred Harris who was CO AOLA in 1976. Funny because he was also the one who tried to have me com eved or worse, right before my escape. Not his intention but he sounds like he got a lot of people out of Scientology! That does look like him in the photo here, a lot older of course.

You are probably right. check his photo and see if he fits. Fred could play concert piano and did to relax. I watched him praised him, when I became ASI staff in 1992, and Fred was still there at ASI. I was FSO crew lowly TTC member, when Fred and Barry got their Ka Khan awards awarded by Hubbard for their AO 536 LRH Pluspoint Eval tours money accumulating.

Biggest thing Fred and Barry did was help announce Flag was open for business by their tours, which LRH ordered be done.

Scientology sells it’s quackery ,the Hubbard quackery and exorcism, and the theory training in the quackery, and all that parcelled out quackery selling is what makes the sales job nature of Scientology so irreligious.

Fred played the ASI main floor piano at times, relaxing nice playing he did.

Fred and Frannie both exemplefied the ideal ASI staff members, LOL. (I never ever was qualified to be there, but I did notice those who did fit LRH’s bill of duties that ASI staffers were to exemplify, since LRH wrote down in orders what he wanted of ASI staff, I never was close.).

Happy to hear that, Miz Bailey!

You certainly have point about this emotional, elemental factor. Just sayin’, the people with Jim Jones were told that this trip to paradise was supposed to be a communion of souls and worshipful togetherness. The person would believe that because they loved their fellow worshipers and would orient themselves to that mindset, not knowing that there was any other intention, behind the curtain or the mask.

That is, until the sweet Kool-Aid started taking effect.

Hi Indie8million, Got you about the saving my life bit,this writer writes from emotions,not always the smartest approach as this blog has showed me,but hey that’s me.And this is funny,my maiden name is Bailey! Always, Ann.

“Again, the mind is a perfect computer and will make a perfect conclusion, provided it is given correct equations with truthful information.”

indie8million, I wonder whose mind you’re referring to. Maybe you’re referring strictly to the analytical function of the mind and not the emotional function which compels the person to take action. Those two functions of the mind are sometimes at odds with each other. There’s also the matter of minds having unique conditioning giving rise to personal preferences. Computers don’t have to worry about that stuff. While two geniuses may disagree two computers ought not.

Oh, ok. Thanks John.

AnnieB. Don’t be so hard on yourself for being “KA’d” as you put it. The fault of being deceived is with the deceiver, not the deceived.

Again, the mind is a perfect computer and will make a perfect conclusion, provided it is given correct equations with truthful information.

Having said that, you know, that moment in time was a moment you experienced, pardon the eval, in complete and total sincerity and innocence. With what you knew, you loved. You reveled in the music, you appreciated the company of the people who were in your tribe. That was true and real, with nothing to apologize for to anyone.

Just like you can’t blame yourself for a man being untrue (see the lecture, “The Descent of Man”) you have to let the true owners/creators of the deception OWN what they did, without you taking any ownership of that overt and withhold. That wasn’t your OW.

The beautiful thing is that you loved. xoxo indie8

You’re welcome, Ann. And, on us saving your life, I dunno. That’s kind of up to you. We maybe just reminded you of what a wonderful life you are. 🙂

“Can you hear me, Clarence? I want to live again.” George Bailey