Another alternative might be for her to tell the cult that she is in close communication with Mike and Leah and has been reading Mike’s and Tony’s sites daily for years. She’d be instantly declared and disconnected and the International Justice Chief would become her only terminal. And that fat tub of shit wouldn’t be likely to do anything, especially trying to sell her shit. Lazy asshole that he is. Instant financial and personal freedom for her and hubby.
Just thinking: (ALWAYS dangerous): Tubby named the various processes “rundowns” quite properly. By the time you’re done, you’re thoroughly run down and exhausted, willing to do ANYTHING the organization “suggests” you do.
“The more money, the smaller the problem then becomes.” EXCEPT for the mark/parishioner/whatever. THEN the problem becomes even LESS financial capability, and likely no more credit from any sources. A bigger problem for that family. But that matters not because the money has gone on to help the greatest number: Davey and his cronies who live better than most kings, but for that niggling bit of guilt left over from when he was (somewhat) human, still.
The depressing church of scientology trying to use its tech to get someone out of depression is truly depressing. The only thing good about it is that the church of scientology is in a Depression Era in its own cycle of life. The end is near its time of being able to create so many depressed members.
The enterprise called scientology NEVER had any interest in dealing with depression, either asserting that it didn’t exist or pegging it as some (lower) point on the Tone Scale™, to be pulled out of by simply willing it to be so. Meanwhile, simply running “ruds” COULD have done wonders; did do so from time-to-time. It’s really about the only time in a usual session where the auditor was actually listening and what the “PC” said fully mattered. The rest of the time, the auditor mainly was listening to see whether the PC actually answered the question, and hearing their words only to see what the meter read on, if anything.
Laughing. Sure the reg is right, the wife went up on the emotional scale. He just has to hope that she continues to go up, otherwise if she stops there he is literally a dead man.
Great RB.
Merry Christmas from Italy to all of you, Leah and Mike and families, RB and anyone who follows this great blog.
Obviously this has a huge bit of snark in it, but is totally out of whack with the reality of a public Scientologist? I think anyone who was in Scientology for more than a few months has their own version of running in circles, like this poor husband, never clearly understanding his wife because of the constant pressure from his pack of growling, hungry fellow Scilons to view her as a point on a tone scale rather than a complex human being. They are more than happy to profit from his inability to think outside of Hubbardisms.
So far he has not understood that he is simply a cash cow for his org. His wife, however, appears to know the truth, that no amount of money will make Scientology stop reaching for more – with every dollar they get, they increase their expectations.
If the wife gets further upset by the registrar at the Fleecewinds and can’t leave the boat because they have her passport locked away she should simply overboard herself . Just think how great a flap that would cause! That would DEFINITELY raise her far up the tone scale.
Even better if she jumps overboard while the rust bucket is alongside the dock. MANY benefits to that, perhaps even an “introspection rundown where NONE of the staff can talk to her; days well away from the registrars, MAA or auditors dunning her for MORE MONEY. ‘Course, that won’t get the hubby any peace from them, nor from them opening credit card accounts for him and then maxing them out for “services” like her Introspection R/D.
“Honey, we’re blowing scientology!”
VVVGIs from wife. Smoothers hubby with hugs and kisses.
Under the heading of The Most Expensive Circle Jerk Ever.
Thanks Jerr, you’ve got some good insight.
Another alternative might be for her to tell the cult that she is in close communication with Mike and Leah and has been reading Mike’s and Tony’s sites daily for years. She’d be instantly declared and disconnected and the International Justice Chief would become her only terminal. And that fat tub of shit wouldn’t be likely to do anything, especially trying to sell her shit. Lazy asshole that he is. Instant financial and personal freedom for her and hubby.
Just thinking: (ALWAYS dangerous): Tubby named the various processes “rundowns” quite properly. By the time you’re done, you’re thoroughly run down and exhausted, willing to do ANYTHING the organization “suggests” you do.
In the cult, the solution to any problem involves giving money to the cult. The more money, the smaller the problem then becomes.
“The more money, the smaller the problem then becomes.”
EXCEPT for the mark/parishioner/whatever. THEN the problem becomes even LESS financial capability, and likely no more credit from any sources. A bigger problem for that family. But that matters not because the money has gone on to help the greatest number: Davey and his cronies who live better than most kings, but for that niggling bit of guilt left over from when he was (somewhat) human, still.
I really don’t get why that b**ch does not want to go see the chaplain!
If I wasn’t an atheist I’d say OH MY GOD! (I may as well say it anyway.)
It gives us atheists some small cheer when we exclaim “Oh My God!”😇, knowing it won’t invoke nor anger a mythical invisible magical genie.
The depressing church of scientology trying to use its tech to get someone out of depression is truly depressing. The only thing good about it is that the church of scientology is in a Depression Era in its own cycle of life. The end is near its time of being able to create so many depressed members.
The enterprise called scientology NEVER had any interest in dealing with depression, either asserting that it didn’t exist or pegging it as some (lower) point on the Tone Scale™, to be pulled out of by simply willing it to be so. Meanwhile, simply running “ruds” COULD have done wonders; did do so from time-to-time. It’s really about the only time in a usual session where the auditor was actually listening and what the “PC” said fully mattered. The rest of the time, the auditor mainly was listening to see whether the PC actually answered the question, and hearing their words only to see what the meter read on, if anything.
Scientology evolved into the route to insanity.
George,
No, scientology was always the route to insanity.
Hear, hear!
🍺😉cheers!
Merry Christmas to you and yours!
scientology evolved FROM insanity —and magical thinking, a/k/a self-delusion.
And I thought it evolved from Science Fiction.
Oh, well.
You may termed it as getting exposed.
Insane founder, meaningless teachings and control freak management.
One day it has to be get exposed by Social Media by the victims.
Think about those who still trapped in Stockholm Syndrome.
Laughing. Sure the reg is right, the wife went up on the emotional scale. He just has to hope that she continues to go up, otherwise if she stops there he is literally a dead man.
Great RB.
Merry Christmas from Italy to all of you, Leah and Mike and families, RB and anyone who follows this great blog.
Auguri!
That is hilarious RB! I see ‘up selling’ is alive and well in the clampire. Happy R6mas to all!
Obviously this has a huge bit of snark in it, but is totally out of whack with the reality of a public Scientologist? I think anyone who was in Scientology for more than a few months has their own version of running in circles, like this poor husband, never clearly understanding his wife because of the constant pressure from his pack of growling, hungry fellow Scilons to view her as a point on a tone scale rather than a complex human being. They are more than happy to profit from his inability to think outside of Hubbardisms.
So far he has not understood that he is simply a cash cow for his org. His wife, however, appears to know the truth, that no amount of money will make Scientology stop reaching for more – with every dollar they get, they increase their expectations.
He’s like a hapless Jehovah’s Witness who firmly believes that his non JW wife will be wiped out of existence when Armageddon shows up.
If the wife gets further upset by the registrar at the Fleecewinds and can’t leave the boat because they have her passport locked away she should simply overboard herself . Just think how great a flap that would cause! That would DEFINITELY raise her far up the tone scale.
Even better if she jumps overboard while the rust bucket is alongside the dock. MANY benefits to that, perhaps even an “introspection rundown where NONE of the staff can talk to her; days well away from the registrars, MAA or auditors dunning her for MORE MONEY. ‘Course, that won’t get the hubby any peace from them, nor from them opening credit card accounts for him and then maxing them out for “services” like her Introspection R/D.