Sindy
Crusader
Last night I got to be an SP and see the effects I can create. Wow!
A little history and then I'll get to it...I'll try to keep it interesting.
I used to be married to a well known musician, around these parts, who was the head of popular band during the 70's and 80's. They had many albums out, toured across the country with the likes of the Doobie Brothers, Marshall Tucker, CSN & Y, and many others you would know.
This band, Heartsfield, still exists today in a version of its old self. Well, while we were married, me and the head of this band, I used to go to all of the shows and became very good friends with the other guys in the band and especially with their wives.
One of the band members is a Scientologist, along with his wife. She and I were friends for almost 25 years until I had the unmitigated gall to leave the church at which point I became Cruella Deville overnight.
Anyway, back to last night. So, last night this band got together for a show. There were lots of people there as it was a reunion of sorts with lots of family, friends as well as all sorts of fans.
Okay, I was there hangin' with all my old friends during the day and the male Scientologist, the one in the band that used to be my friend, of course couldn't talk to me so he ignored me (as I did him) but his wife hadn't shown up yet.
So, okay, now it's about 9:45 pm and we've all been partying for a while and I am on the dance floor with my old friends and the Scientologist wife comes in, sees me, and freezes at the door and stands there not knowing what to do. She stands there for quite a while. I pretend I don't see her.
She then decides to run off and go to the dressing room behind the stage and stay there for awhile. I'm thinking, "Well, if you want to hang back there and be alone and not where all the fun is, be my guest. Sorry to make you have to do that! Really - I am."
After some time, she comes out and stands far away and talks to some people. It's awkward because if I wasn't there, she would definitely come right over to talk to the other wives - after all, she belongs to the group of band member wives. It's a small group, she's part of it but, no - not tonight. Cruella is really messing things up.
I explain to one of the wives what's going on. I went back and forth in my head about whether I should do so or not and then thought, "WTF, it's the truth and it's ridiculous and I don't care who knows. I'm the one that's free." I decided that I would no longer protect the church, its image, or any of its crazy rules or the people who blindly follow them.
"So, you see, the Church of Scientology is insane."
Well, of course my friend thought it was nuts. My Scientologist ex-friend, finally came to sit down at a table right next to ours but sat there, with her back to us, and didn't say a word. She didn't come over and officially say hi because if she did, then she would have to say hi to me too or it would look really bizarre to the rest of our friends.
Well, I had tons of fun with the girls and when the show was over, I had lots of fun catching up with everyone but I just kept noticing how empowered I felt. I'm thinking to myself, "What's wrong with this picture?"
I was the big, bad, horrible suppressive person and yet I was free to move about the room and talk to anybody, even her if I wanted to. No one was gonna throw me in ethics for anything, including telling my friend what a crock of shit Scientology is and how dumb it was that my former friend allowed this to end our friendship and how she refused to think for herself.
I could see that I was cause and she was effect in this situation. There were many things I could have done (but didn't) that could have cornered her like a caged animal and made her say ridiculous things in front of normal people.
Of course, I didn't do that, but I could have. For that reason I realized how much the C of S creates their own monsters and puts their members at total effect. With all that "Shatter Suppression" tech, they're running around shutting their blinds and forcing their parishioners to bale them out with their hard earned dollars.
Didn't Ron, on so many occasions, tell Scientologists not to blame others, make them cause, give them power? Isn't that exactly what the church does when they label someone an SP?
I could walk through an org and practically part the seas - seriously. Think of the absolute commotion we could cause (if we felt like giving them the time of day).
I would love to hear everyone else's SP stories. It's simply amazing how much power the church has given you.
So, I ask the Scientologists inside the cult of greed, "How's that freedom workin' for ya?"
A little history and then I'll get to it...I'll try to keep it interesting.
I used to be married to a well known musician, around these parts, who was the head of popular band during the 70's and 80's. They had many albums out, toured across the country with the likes of the Doobie Brothers, Marshall Tucker, CSN & Y, and many others you would know.
This band, Heartsfield, still exists today in a version of its old self. Well, while we were married, me and the head of this band, I used to go to all of the shows and became very good friends with the other guys in the band and especially with their wives.
One of the band members is a Scientologist, along with his wife. She and I were friends for almost 25 years until I had the unmitigated gall to leave the church at which point I became Cruella Deville overnight.
Anyway, back to last night. So, last night this band got together for a show. There were lots of people there as it was a reunion of sorts with lots of family, friends as well as all sorts of fans.
Okay, I was there hangin' with all my old friends during the day and the male Scientologist, the one in the band that used to be my friend, of course couldn't talk to me so he ignored me (as I did him) but his wife hadn't shown up yet.
So, okay, now it's about 9:45 pm and we've all been partying for a while and I am on the dance floor with my old friends and the Scientologist wife comes in, sees me, and freezes at the door and stands there not knowing what to do. She stands there for quite a while. I pretend I don't see her.
She then decides to run off and go to the dressing room behind the stage and stay there for awhile. I'm thinking, "Well, if you want to hang back there and be alone and not where all the fun is, be my guest. Sorry to make you have to do that! Really - I am."
After some time, she comes out and stands far away and talks to some people. It's awkward because if I wasn't there, she would definitely come right over to talk to the other wives - after all, she belongs to the group of band member wives. It's a small group, she's part of it but, no - not tonight. Cruella is really messing things up.
I explain to one of the wives what's going on. I went back and forth in my head about whether I should do so or not and then thought, "WTF, it's the truth and it's ridiculous and I don't care who knows. I'm the one that's free." I decided that I would no longer protect the church, its image, or any of its crazy rules or the people who blindly follow them.
"So, you see, the Church of Scientology is insane."
Well, of course my friend thought it was nuts. My Scientologist ex-friend, finally came to sit down at a table right next to ours but sat there, with her back to us, and didn't say a word. She didn't come over and officially say hi because if she did, then she would have to say hi to me too or it would look really bizarre to the rest of our friends.
Well, I had tons of fun with the girls and when the show was over, I had lots of fun catching up with everyone but I just kept noticing how empowered I felt. I'm thinking to myself, "What's wrong with this picture?"
I was the big, bad, horrible suppressive person and yet I was free to move about the room and talk to anybody, even her if I wanted to. No one was gonna throw me in ethics for anything, including telling my friend what a crock of shit Scientology is and how dumb it was that my former friend allowed this to end our friendship and how she refused to think for herself.
I could see that I was cause and she was effect in this situation. There were many things I could have done (but didn't) that could have cornered her like a caged animal and made her say ridiculous things in front of normal people.
Of course, I didn't do that, but I could have. For that reason I realized how much the C of S creates their own monsters and puts their members at total effect. With all that "Shatter Suppression" tech, they're running around shutting their blinds and forcing their parishioners to bale them out with their hard earned dollars.
Didn't Ron, on so many occasions, tell Scientologists not to blame others, make them cause, give them power? Isn't that exactly what the church does when they label someone an SP?
I could walk through an org and practically part the seas - seriously. Think of the absolute commotion we could cause (if we felt like giving them the time of day).
I would love to hear everyone else's SP stories. It's simply amazing how much power the church has given you.
So, I ask the Scientologists inside the cult of greed, "How's that freedom workin' for ya?"
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