And I thought it evolved from Science Fiction.

Oh, well.

VVVGIs from wife. Smoothers hubby with hugs and kisses.

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.

scientology evolved FROM insanity —and magical thinking, a/k/a self-delusion.

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.

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.

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 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.