Or: the liquidity of his shit is only exceeded by its persistent and unrelenting stench, heretofore a mere theoretical odiriferous assault that gurgled and rumbled a message of nascent violence in the nether regions of his lower intestinal tract before its unmitigated funk, evil, and sadistic pulchritude was spewed on the slavering, slaving, masochistic horde, which ecstatically bathed in the foul stream exploding out of his mouth, er, ass…when not eagerly lapping it up and/or finger-painting with it, between gulps of kool-aid….There, ta da! Do I get the speech-writing gig for Slappy now?

Looking more and more like a Thunderbird puppet to me. Or perhaps Chucky.

Dorian Grey? Well, the closet door is well and truly opened and the actual portrait revealed publicly. And so it is. 🙂

Sorry, I should have typed “world of grammar”. (Expel me please from the world of spelling).

Yep, the litigation against Narconon is pretty “pervasive.” There are at least thirty-three active lawsuits, plus a class action lawsuit on appeal, plus an ongoing grand jury investigation and probable investigatory national task force composed of federal and state law enforcement agencies. Every one of these cases and investigations is trying to follow the money. Many of the court pleadings document a pervasive trail of evidence leading back to the church, and its pervasive leader.

“The group, which boasts 700 centers in 65 countries, threatens to become more insidious and pervasive than ever.”

Twenty-three years later, it’s pretty clear that only the church’s lawyers are thriving and, regardless of Miscavige’s wishful thinking and inside joke, there is no Hubbard pervasion in any city, county, state, country or planet.

I wish these stories contained specifics. BTW, some of the nicest people I know are Class XII’s. Some of the most idiotic, big-headed, incompetents I have known were Class XII’s. Same with OT VIII’s. Same with Grade O’s. The status conferred in scientology doesn’t equate to competence or being a “cut above” the rest. I tend to prickle at the very concept of “He is a Class VIII…. She is on NOTs…. They are Patrons….” as an automatic bestowing of competence/goodness. JUst my note, I am no defender of Miscavige.

That’s satirical, btw. The IAS (IE. dickwad davie) can’t have the horribly suppressive act of free thought occurring on his watch, because OMFG people will start seeing the light.