JustSheila
Crusader
After I left Scientology, I ran into a few people besides Hubbard who consistently told fake stories and lies. It seems to me this sort of personality is becoming more and more common.
I’ve just left a carer job from a houseful of people with various physical and mental illnesses. My job was to care for an 86 year old grandmother, and the rest of the house was pure chaos. One woman there spent weeks talking about preparing for a trip to Alaska with a church group that was flying on a charter plane to help the people there prepare for the darkness, then told us the trip was cancelled and the next tall tale was about how she has a battery in her back and over 30 surgeries and hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of high-tech medical gear to keep her moving. The battery in her back, she told me, has to be recharged every ten years.
“Wow!” I said, “That’s just awesome! Most people’s bodies are only worth about $30 when they’re dead, but the equipment they salvage from yours when you die would be worth a mint!” She didn’t much like the idea of being so valuable dead, so I didn’t hear anything more about the battery in her back.
The other day she had a sudden call for an appointment to the doctor’s office to remove a tumor in her foot and she suddenly had to leave for the surgery. The doctor, she said, was going to take it out with a knife himself in his office, no anesthetic. When she came back, her foot wasn’t even wrapped. The stories just go on and on and on and on endlessly and she’s just walking around among us, unmedicated, like so many thousands of others like her. Thank goodness that job ended. What a nut house!
That woman was a lot like Hubbard. Both would let their imaginations go and tell whatever lie or story seemed convenient and came to their heads at the spur of the moment. They’d say anything for an audience or for a reaction of sympathy or admiration, and neither thought twice about honesty. The battery-in-her-back woman wasn’t a nice woman, either. She’d turn vicious and occasionally nearly violent at the spur of the moment, badgering and insulting others, bossing them around and generally abusing them and she seemed to enjoy it. With a bit more power, she would have enjoyed completely unleashing her cruelty. Between her tall tales and abuse, she would act like she was some sort of sweet old lady who actually baked cookies for grandchildren (but never delivered the cookies, either). Passive-aggressive with a fully operational lie factory, just like Hubbard.
Unfortunately, I’m running into more and more people like this. They show up as trolls on the Internet, or they write blogs claiming all sorts of amazing powers and credentials. I’ve studied Psychology, but I’m not sure there’s a term that fits this person.
Has anyone else here run into others that were like Hubbard this way? What do you think?
I’ve just left a carer job from a houseful of people with various physical and mental illnesses. My job was to care for an 86 year old grandmother, and the rest of the house was pure chaos. One woman there spent weeks talking about preparing for a trip to Alaska with a church group that was flying on a charter plane to help the people there prepare for the darkness, then told us the trip was cancelled and the next tall tale was about how she has a battery in her back and over 30 surgeries and hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of high-tech medical gear to keep her moving. The battery in her back, she told me, has to be recharged every ten years.
“Wow!” I said, “That’s just awesome! Most people’s bodies are only worth about $30 when they’re dead, but the equipment they salvage from yours when you die would be worth a mint!” She didn’t much like the idea of being so valuable dead, so I didn’t hear anything more about the battery in her back.
The other day she had a sudden call for an appointment to the doctor’s office to remove a tumor in her foot and she suddenly had to leave for the surgery. The doctor, she said, was going to take it out with a knife himself in his office, no anesthetic. When she came back, her foot wasn’t even wrapped. The stories just go on and on and on and on endlessly and she’s just walking around among us, unmedicated, like so many thousands of others like her. Thank goodness that job ended. What a nut house!
That woman was a lot like Hubbard. Both would let their imaginations go and tell whatever lie or story seemed convenient and came to their heads at the spur of the moment. They’d say anything for an audience or for a reaction of sympathy or admiration, and neither thought twice about honesty. The battery-in-her-back woman wasn’t a nice woman, either. She’d turn vicious and occasionally nearly violent at the spur of the moment, badgering and insulting others, bossing them around and generally abusing them and she seemed to enjoy it. With a bit more power, she would have enjoyed completely unleashing her cruelty. Between her tall tales and abuse, she would act like she was some sort of sweet old lady who actually baked cookies for grandchildren (but never delivered the cookies, either). Passive-aggressive with a fully operational lie factory, just like Hubbard.
Unfortunately, I’m running into more and more people like this. They show up as trolls on the Internet, or they write blogs claiming all sorts of amazing powers and credentials. I’ve studied Psychology, but I’m not sure there’s a term that fits this person.
Has anyone else here run into others that were like Hubbard this way? What do you think?