This reminds me of a golden moment in my life; the day I decided that Scn., the Co$ and Hubbard were completly utterly full of sh*t!!
I was in my office working and this IAS reg. calls wanting a donation (AGAIN) and I told him "look, I'm busy with a project and I have expenses- I don't have any money to give you". He persists, asking me "What is the greatest purpose in your life?"... I said "right now it's succeeding with my business plans". He says "I'm going to be honest with you kV

, you're wrong... The greatest... blah, blah, blah is clearing the planet... blah, blah, blah, let me read you something from LRH... blah, blah". NEEDLESS TO SAY, BY THIS TIME I'M PISSED... So I told him... "I'm going to be honest with you now, ASSHOLE- you are calling me at my office, where I am the boss; I'm really glad you were honest with me... cause I just realized something!! YOU think that your goals are so much more legitimate than mine that I should subjugate everything I want and do for your goals. You need to wake up buddy- I pay for services to learn things so that I can use to do better at life! That's the arrangement I agree to! So now that I know that the reason you call me, ask me for money, get your commission and so forth is because you're certain that although my goals are petty, if I GIVE YOU SOME MONEY- THEN YOU'LL THINK THAT MY PURPOSE IS GOOD ENOUGH!!!???. He's completely silent at this point, as the previously stated was delivered with sticky venom

, so I continue "Just so that we have a clear understanding... until you put in writing, an apology to me and state that you clearly understand and agree with me that when you call and talk to ME, that my goals are paramount... and you will never ask me to give you money or listen to your jargon if it would in any way jeopardize my goals... Until you are willing to put that in writing and follow it as strict policy- YOU ARE AN ASSHOLE, DON'T F*CKING CALL AGAIN OR EVER ASK ME FOR MONEY!!... Is that clear?".

He said he understood and hung up. Fortunately he never called again.
That day I realized that Scn./Co$/LRH was all about itself and had nothing to do with helping me be MOAR ME. I never returned.