Rummaging amongst the archives is always fun but . . . WTF!! Is GoodTwin still around . . . would be interested to read more about this "kidnapping".
Okay. I'll spill. It was about 1987 or 88. I was running a comm course out of my two bedroom apartment and selling Dianetics books door to door. I also had a full time job and a small child.
I turned my stats in each week to Fred as he was running the closest mission which was about 35 miles away from me. I figured my production would help him build up his CF and blah blah blah. However, because of me working remotely Fred decided that the bigger feather in his cap would be to have me run my own operation as a mission under his multiple mission banner. I had no interest in being his exec, but he pushed the whole thing through without my agreement or consent.
This opened the door to me getting product pressure from COSMI EUS Cary Goulston. If any of you know him, you realize how unfun my little gig became. I constantly got late night phone calls demanding I sell more books and all that rot. It was disturbing because these calls were coming to my home and really upsetting my home life and the well being of my small child. Sometimes Cary would call at nearly midnight and ask me while I was "still there". I had to remind him over and over that I lived there that this was my home and I was just doing what I could to help people find out about Scn and Dn and I was not set up as a business or a church and had no intention to do so.
All that is bad enough, but I haven't even got to the kidnapping. So I continued to produce as it was my passion, but I resisted the administrative interference that I felt I was getting. At the time I had no idea that there were a bunch of "missions" who were producing less than I was and in less desirable quarters. I had no idea that the mission network was mostly smoke and mirrors.
In the fall there is always a big Mission Holders conference. Most people have heard about the big shakedown of the mission holders conference of '82. This wasn't that one. Fred told me that I had to go to the conference since I was running a mission for him. (Sheesh these people really can't hear anything I say) I refused to go. I refused to pay the conference fee. I refused to arrange for a babysitter. I refused to take time off from work. I just flat out refused.
Fred paid for my conference fee and got my best friend to agree to watch my son and he and Mike Hambrick kidnapped me in Fred's antique Mustang. It was really an interesting road trip across the state with the boys and I spent the entire conference with the SMI JC trying to talk my way out of being a Scientology Exec.
I explained that I was just a Scientologist. I considered myself a regular rank and file member of the church doing what seemed only natural based on my training and experience. I was an FSM and a good one. I fed people constantly to my nearest mission and Org per policy. I explained that if people weren't allowed to be effective FSMs the missions and Orgs would struggle. I felt that I should be appreciated for what I was contributing but not harassed to become something (a mission ED) that I would probably fail at. It all seemed so obvious to me that I was the only person being pan determined about anything in this cycle. So here I was threatened with lowers because I was such a successful and productive FSM.
I don't even remember how it turned out. Eventually many years later. i took on a mission pretty much on my own terms, but that's a whole different story.