Ex-Scientologist story #303, Bipolar Scientologist cured by a psychiatrist.

L. Ron Hubbard was always saying what evil people mental health care providers are yet he was not a medical man.  He had no clinical experience nor did he even have a university degree.  The only thing he had was a big mouth.  Scientology offered nothing whatsoever to people with mental problems.

Here is an interesting case, a young man, Aron Gottfried, had a serious mental condition that Scientology could do nothing for of course.  He tells his own story in this video clip.

He also wrote a book that you can download for free.

http://www.free-ebooks.net/ebook/The-Psychiatrist-Who-Cured-The-Scientologist

Published in: on September 16, 2011 at 1:51 pm  Leave a Comment  

Ex-Scientology story #303, Hubbard foiled by soap?

This story concerns the life of Doreen Gillham, who was one of the pretty teen girls who made up the Commodore’s Messenger Service, the CMO.  These girls paraded around in short-shorts or miniskirts and white boots all to the glory of their “war-hero” boss.   Excerpts taken from the Los Angels Times story:

Part 1: The Making of L. Ron Hubbard

Chapter Three:

Life With L. Ron Hubbard

Aides indulged his
eccentricities and egotism.

(Sunday, 24 June 1990, page A39:1)

“In later life, one thing that could throw the irascible Hubbard into a rage was the scent of soap in his clothes. “I was petrified of doing the laundry,” one former messenger said.

To protect themselves from a Hubbard tirade, the messengers rinsed his clothes in 13 separate buckets of water.

Doreen Gillham, who had who spent her teen years with Hubbard, never forgot what happened when a longtime aide offered him a freshly laundered shirt after he had taken a shower.  “He immediately grabbed the collar and put it up to his nose, then threw it down,” said Gillham, who died recently in a horse riding accident.

“He went to the closet and proceeded to sniff all the shirts. He would tear them off the hangers and throw them down. We’re talking 30 shirts on the floor.”

He let out a “long whine,” Gillham said, and then began screaming about the smell.

“I picked up a shirt off the floor, smelled it and said, ‘There is no soap on this shirt.’ I didn’t smell anything in any of them. He grudgingly put it on,” said Gillham, who added: “Deep down inside, I’m telling myself, ‘This guy is nuts!’ “

Gillham said that Hubbard had become obsessed not only with soap smells but with dust, which aggravated his allergies. He demanded white-glove inspections but never seemed satisfied with the results.

No matter how clean the room, Gillham said, “he would insist that it be over and over and over again.”

Gillham, formerly one of Hubbard’s most loyal and trusted messengers, said his behavior became increasingly erratic after he crashed a motorcycle in the Canary Islands in the early 1970s.

“He realized his own mortality,” she said. “He was in agony for months. He insisted, with a broken arm and broken ribs, that he was going to heal himself and it didn’t work.”

According to those who knew him well, Hubbard was neither affectionate nor much of a family man. He seemed closer to his handpicked messengers than to his own seven children, one of whom he later denied fathering.

“His kids rarely, if ever, got to see him,” Gillham said, until his wife Mary “insisted on weekly Sunday night dinners.”

Hubbard expected his children to live up to the family name and do nothing that would reflect badly on him or the church. And for that reason, his son Quentin was a problem.

Quentin had once tried suicide with a drug overdose and was confused about his sexual orientation — a fact that was quietly discussed among his friends and at the highest levels of the church.

“He thought Quentin was an embarrassment,” said Laurel Sullivan, Hubbard’s former public relations officer, who had a falling out with the organization in 1981. “And he told me that several times.”

In 1976, Quentin parked on a deserted road in Las Vegas and piped the exhaust into his car. At the age of 22, he killed himself.  When Hubbard was told of the suicide, “he didn’t cry or anything,” according to a former aide. His first reaction, she said, was to express concern over the possibility of publicity that could be used to discredit Scientology.

Hubbard also had problems with another son, his namesake, L. Ron Hubbard  Jr.

Hubbard feuded with his eldest son for more than 25 years, dating back to 1959 when L. Ron Hubbard Jr. split with Scientology because he said he was not making enough money to support his family. In the years that followed, he changed his name to Ronald DeWolfe and accused his father of everything from cavorting with mobsters to abusing drugs.

For his part, Hubbard accused his son of being crazy. Although Hubbard cast himself as a humble servant to mankind, former assistants said he was not without ego. He craved adulation and coveted fame.

Sullivan, the former public relations officer, recalled how after an appearance he would ask: “How many minutes of applause did I get? How many times did they say, ‘Hip, hip, hurray!’? How many people showed up?  How many letters did I get?”

“If you remained in awe of him … he was great,” said Sullivan, who had a falling out with the church in 1981. “If you crossed him, or appeared to cross him, he would lash out at you, scream at you, accuse you of things.”

Gillham and other former aides said he would accuse even his most devout aides of trying to poison him if he did not like the taste of a meal that had been laboriously prepared for his table. “Somebody’s trying to kill me!” former aides said he would shout. “What have I done? All I’ve tried to do is help man.”

For myself I had a “cognition’ of my own, I figured out where Body Thetans or simply “BT’s” came from.  They are soap bubbles. 


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Ex-Scientologist story #302, “Snooping Around” not allowed.

Patrick Jost managed to get a good long look down the rabbit hole without falling in.  By circumstance and happenstance he saw the upper level course “OT III,” which is supposed to be so all important to having those special abilities that advanced Scientologists are supposed to have.  This story which is nothing more than a space opera from Hubbard’s pulp fiction writing days.

For more information on the upper level courses and how they came to be go here:  https://androvillans.wordpress.com/category/origins-of-ot-iii/

Background: My father was in advertising, and had HEAVY “show business” connections. I dabbled in the music business when I was doing some graduate work at UCLA. A “celebrity” friend of the family had mentioned Scientology to me several times; I had never been interested in the talk of engrams and so on, but I WAS interested in claims of increased intelligence and so on. I read the “standard” bio of Hubbard, and decided someone with that background might actually have some useful ideas.

As a result, I was “sponsored” (which means I didn’t pay for it) for some courses and auditing at the Los Angeles Celebrity Centre.

Initially, I found it all very strange and very interesting. I was very popular with the instructors, as I could do “Dear Alice” and some of the other procedures in several foreign languages (I’m a linguist by training and profession). 

I was declared a “natural clear” and people started to talk to me about a possible “position” in the Guardian’s (or is it just Guardian?) Office. To “qualify” for this position, I was given what can best be described (and I’m fudging this a little to avoid any legal hassles) as a “crash course” covering New Era Dianetics through OTIII. I did some solo work, but most of it was with a “tutor” who, I determined later, was also gently probing me on various things to determine my suitability for the GO and probably the Sea Org.

Well, I kept “advancing” but nothing happened. I mentioned this several times, and was told that by the time I made OT, that I’d have an IQ of 200 (whatever that means!), perfect recall, and so on. Yes, on occasion I “believed” I was getting some results, but would always decide that I wasn’t. I was also hearing stories of “powers” but when I asked for details for  demonstrations (“you can fly!?” “show me!”) they remained stories.  OTIII and events surrounding it were just too much for me. Most readers of this group will know that OTIII describes events in the distant past involving alien beings, space travel, exploding volcanos and so on. I started to object to this on scientific grounds. I also have a good background in archaeology, and was asking some VERY pointed questions about geology, biology, linguistics, and so on.

Initially, I was told that I needed more processing, that I had some implants that prevented me from “accepting” the truth; I’d have to do this before my “capabilities” were “released” or some such thing.

At about this point, my “sponsor” started to hint that it was time for me to start to pay for my own auditing; it seems that my “complaining” was reaching some of the higher levels and someone who had initially been perceived as a hot recruit was not working out.

I found out the cost; I didn’t have that sort of money, so I approached my father. We had a long talk…he said, “Let’s investigate…what do you know about this man Hubbard?” I showed him the bio, and he found it incredible; he (my father) served with distinction in the Pacific, and just did not accept it. We got copies of Navy records, and sure enough, no command of a corvette squadron, no long list of citations, no mention of serious injuries.

The next step was a PI, who checked with George Washington University and Princeton. Hubbard flunked out of GWU (or dropped out…) and never attended Princeton. We found a reference to a Ph.D. from Sequoia University, which was a degree mill.  I then allowed an electrical engineer to open my E-Meter and take a look. He explained the Wheatstone Bridge circuit to me,  and I accepted that there is no correlation between resistance and “mental mass” (whatever that means).

I returned to the Celebrity Centre and had a long talk with my course supervisor. I told her that I had seen no results… not personally, not with anyone else. I told her that I now had serious doubts about Hubbard’s background as well as the effectiveness of the E-Meter. I also repeated my list of questions about OTIII.

She told me (quite sternly) that I should not investigate Scientology. She told me that a “high level OT” could wipe me out with a thought, and that the Church did not tolerate “snooping around” and the like.

She said that I needed to do “an ethics course” and that it would not cost me anything. She said that if I didn’t do the course, that I’d be declared an SP and kicked out of Scientology.

OK, off to ethics. My first encounter was with the “Director of Communications” of the Celebrity Centre, who also seemed to be the receptionist. She told me that she had gained the ability to speak fluent Spanish through auditing. Well, let me tell you, she could not speak fluent Spanish, in fact, apart from a few expressions, she knew nothing about Spanish. She told me that such accusations were “going to get me into trouble” with the Ethics Officer, who was a “powerful” person.  Finally…into the inner sanctum of the ethics officer. The guy was a little runt who wore glasses, squinted and chain smoked. He told me that I had to stop asking questions, stop investigating, stop challenging people’s claims of abilities, and so on. He wanted me to sign some forms. I refused. He produced some paperwork, and said that he’d process me for “declaration”. I said I didn’t care. He then told me that he’d “take care of me” if I kept asking questions. I asked him what that meant. He said that he would certainly hurt me, maybe kill me “with his OT powers” if I did not comply with his demands.

At this point, I had a “cognition”: Scientology is RUBBISH.

To read the full story go here: http://www.spaink.net/cos/mpoulter/sods/jost.html

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Ex-Scientologist story #301, Forced into the Sea Org at age 6.

Scientology has grown rich on child labor.

If you want to read one of the best written blogs about the cult try this one: 

Infinite Complacency, Violence and Abuse in Scientology.  http://infinitecomplacency.blogspot.com/

I am going to quote a bit from this blog on the subject of Daniel Montalvo.  There are a number of blogs that have commented on his case, if you are a dedicated Scieno watcher this one is a dandy, including Marty Rathbun’s blog:  http://markrathbun.wordpress.com/?s=Daniel+Montalvo

So who is Daniel Montalvo?

Another former Scientologist is suing the movement, saying he was abandoned into their care as a five-year-old, worked minimum 40-hour weeks from age 12 – and at 16 lost part of his right index finger in a workplace accident.
Ecuador-born Daniel Montalvo is also suing his Scientologist parents for having left him in Scientology’s care, thus depriving him of a proper education and allowing him to be exploited as cheap labour while still a minor.
Two lawsuits have been filed on Montalvo’s behalf by Christopher “Kit” Winter of the Dykema Gossett law firm.
“Intentionally deprived of the basic life skills needed to permit him to become a functioning adult member of society, Daniel now comes before this Court a nineteen year old man with a functioning eighth grade education, without assets, without a resumé despite having labored for hundreds of hours per week over the past five years…” says the complaint.
An eighth-grade education is equivalent to that of a 13-year-old.
Every adult in Daniel’s childhood failed him…,” says Winter, alleging negligence and false imprisonment.

The second lawsuit, filed against Scientology’s Bridge Publications, alleges negligence over the accident that cost Montalvo part of his finger.
And among the defendants named in the lawsuit is long-term Scientologist Kendrick Moxon, one of the movement’s own lawyers, who dealt with Montalvo after he quit the movement.
Moxon is accused of false imprisonment for having allegedly lured Montalvo back toLos Angelesunder false pretences only for the police to arrest him on theft charges.
Signing up at six years old
In 1996 or thereabouts, Montalvo’s parents joined the Sea Organization, Scientology’s elite cadre, says the first complaint.
“Sea Org members adopt a paramilitary lifestyle in which they wear navy-style uniforms and hold ranks such as captain, lieutenant and ensign.”
Because of a Sea Org policy prohibiting members from raising children, they handed their five-years-old son over to the Cadet Org, the children’s equivalent of the Sea Org, the lawsuit adds.
From that point on, Montalvo was either in the care of the Sea Org, Canyon Oaks – a Scientology school inCalifornia– or the Church of Scientology International (CSI). CSI and Canyons are defendants in the case.
Montalvo was only six years old when he was first made to sign the billion-year contract, in which Scientologists swear to serve the Sea Org for this lifetime and countless future lives.
Aged 12, he graduated from the Cadet Org to the Sea Org, signing another billion-year contract, living in the SO’s “communal barracks-style housing” and eating in “mess halls”, under the group’s constant control and supervision.
“While Daniel was in the Sea Org, except under extremely limited circumstances, he was specifically prohibited from accessing news media, Internet, non-Scientology bookstores, and other sources of information not controlled by the Sea Org,” says the lawsuit.
Californialaw, where the cases were filed, requires children to receive a full-time education until 18, when they become adults.
Yet from the time he entered the Sea Org – at age 12 – to when he left in September 2010, age 19, Montalvo was required to work 40 hours or more a week, “often working in excess of 100 hours per week, at a pay rate ranging from $35.00 to $50.00 per week.”[1]
And once in the Sea Org, he only attended school one day a week, his work schedule permitting “and if he chose to do so rather than having precious ‘free’ (i.e. not working) time.
“To the extent that Daniel’s teachers attempted to enforce school attendance requirements, they were generally overruled by Daniel’s Sea Org superiors.” And his parents were fully aware of the situation, the complaint adds.
From this point on the story goes downhill.  Downhill?  You mean things get worse??  Yes Virginia, they do.
First we have a serious work related accident, no OSHA inspectors around I guess.  Daniel at one point sells books for Bridge Publications working 100 hour weeks with severe punishments meted out if goals are not met.  When Daniel finnally reaches the point where can’t take it anymore he gets arrested by the local lickspittle constabularly. the Riverside County Sherrif’s department.  This fiasco would result in a lawsuit against Scientology lawyer (an old GO “Snow White” veteran” Kendrick Moxon for false imprisonment. 
This case is so off the rails that it could do some serious damage to the upper crust folk at Hmemt, CA.  To read more go here:
Published in: on September 16, 2011 at 10:08 am  Leave a Comment