dude. . .
(disconsolately shaking head "nofuckingwayyyyy" to self---while dialing flag to see if i still have enough on account to pay for an emergency Review)
HELPFUL TIP: Clear the word paradox. Then do a clay demo of why a person would challenge everyone in the world on every single detail of anything that could ever possibly shine a negative light on Scientology. But that same person doesn't ever once think to challenge any of the massively criminal & cruel fraud of Hubbard/Scientology when it blithely raped billions of dollars from marks whom he guaranteed would attain the supernatural state of Clear and miraculous state of OT.
If a nuclear war broke out, I have this sneaky feeling that sneakster would be very busy correcting people about which cities were hit in what sequence---rather than simply telling them where there might be some bomb shelters they can get to.
This stuff is wayyyyy too stupid. Sneakster is a perfectionist on correcting everyone in the world about Scientology except the lying, defrauding Scientologists.
You know I luv ya Hoaxie and I hope you'll pardon my testosterone...
I'm not certain there's a distinct "reactive mind" which can be eliminated producing apermanent state of "clear". Good audting still produces in many, not all, states of "release" which can be regained if lost marked by emotional and intellectual clarity, ability, clarity, strength, clarity, health and clarity.
And since arriving in San Francisco in 1970 when Brodie went to Spickler with a wing as wouldn't launch an leather oblate spheroid five yards got some Dianetics, led The Niners to their first winning season and their first playoff victory ever I have been using the NFL to inscribe in The Record Book and WITNESSED by hundreds of millions of keen observers a long historic dissertation on a purely exterior and spiritual STANDARD TECH auditing and counseling program, WITHOUT VIOLATING LEAGUE RULES IN LETTER OR SPIRIT having been in SF for each of their FIVE Super Bowl wins and then taking it all back home, Brodie to Brady to my beloved Patriots whose notable exploits in this new century have presumably been noticed by your eminent self
In the Sixties (when Bill Russell was my grandfather's neighbor in Reading) it was said of the inestimable Red Auerbach (a customer in my taxi) "He was playing chess when everyone else was playing checkers". The same might be said of our fine Maven of the Measurement of Intestinal Fortitude, Mr Bellycheck who has so brilliantly prepared for this contest by dispatching Mr Garropollo to Baghdad by the Bay to ease the well respected local fans concern at passing them with a sixth crown by giving them fair hope of glory in the near future.
Root for Philly HH...
You just root for Philly just as hard as you can HH...
And please do pardon my testosterone