Fascinating to read all this now. For one thing, William Burroughs' insights into Scientology are hilariously funny, reviewed now - I had gone off reading him at university when he described having someone shit on a glass table while he's under it as an erotic experience yeuch.
I always thought homoseuality was like some kind of infectious disease, once a poof made an advance if you didn't escape you were stuck as queer for life. But then, I had a university education in Psychology!
I couldn't confront anything sexual while I was in Scn, but it was lust that finally got me out!
I remember when I was on the RPF and we were put on the first pilot of the Sweat Program - then just for LSD trippers, before they started letting in all the scruff and calling it Purification. The Admin was a smiley wee guy from London Foundation called Tom Ward who was queer as a 9-Pound Note. He was more matronly than Old Mother Goose. Great at remembering and passing on great jokes too.
I think the whole world has become a little more enlightened on sexuality since Hubbard's hay-day. Hey, when I was an ankle-biter, knee-high to a grasshopper, on the wild wastes of Castlemilk where Glasgow gives way to mountain country, a great American cowboy called Roy Rogers came all the way to see us on his big white horse in his pure white cowboy hat and suit outfit. Nobody dared say poof, but he wouldn't have lived through Easy Rider.
Anyway, I personally don't mind what folks get up to if they're not harming or overwhelming each other.
I still prefer big women. Just kinky, I guess. Watched far too much porn.