Well, we don't know what she knows. Don't forget, she knew DM personally. She would probably have a better understanding of certain things than we do.
And I believe your assessment, Mick, of her being helped by someone very much "in the know" is correct. I don't know if it was someone who worked with her directly or with her dad, but there definitely was at least someone helping to choreograph this whole thing. I read it somewhere, but even if I hadn't, it's kind of obvious they got help.
Actually, though, I still don't know whether DM wanted TC to give in to her or not. I still think it's his professional side that forced his hand. There was just too much of other people's money to lose.
Katie is an educated person from an educated family, and she's not a child -- she's past 30, been around a bit -- most people in the "business" of entertainment are, I think, a bit jaded, so...
Before Cruise came along, she was something of a hottie with a promising career in television, dated some male hotties, had some experience navigating the paparrazi and the pitfalls of working in that mileu. She's probably much more able to "read" people than people who have been trained to use Hubbard's ridiculous "tone scale" to analyze and predict the behavior of other people; I would guess that even if she was all starry-eyed about Tom Cruise for awhile, she still saw through Miscavige and all the other "celebrity" scio hangers-on right away.
Cruise has good looks, charisma, charm, and a reputation for being nice and hard-working; but let's not forget he's not all that well educated -- what does he know about the "real" world? maybe not much. He was once reported to be quite surprised that there were so many homeless people in down town L.A. (they're hard to miss if you get out and about much...) Apparently his "education" consists mostly of studying Hubbard's work.
Miscavige is an uneducated high-school dropout drunk on his power as the head honcho of a weird cult; and he's short and funny looking -- definitely not someone who would be comfortable smoozing at parties in the Hollywood scene with beautiful and sharp people skilled in the art of innuendo and reparte. I would guess Miscavige craves the invitations that will never come and that behind his back, if his name is ever mentioned at all, that mention draws snickers and shudders; and that when he enters a room full of the Hollywood crowd (if he ever does), suddenly people stop conversations and find they have to visit the powder room...
(poor little boy ... that kind of rejection, always being the outsider outcast looking in hungrily at the beautiful world you'll never be part of, would be enough to drive a person into the kind of kick-the-dog rages he is rumored to visit upon his juniors in the cult.)
Katie would have had a front row seat at this drama from which she could easily and quickly dope out the true character and frustrated longings of the poor dwarf, all the while beaming her practiced actress social smiles and keeping quiet about it.
One thing we know about Katie: she is able to keep quiet, keep things to herself; she doesn't have that running-at-the-mouth disease that infects many female "celebrites."
Meanwhile, educated and sharp daddy Martin Holmes, also practiced and skilled at keeping his clients' confidences and plotting strategies to attain favorable outcomes for them, is no fool, and -- unlike the Hubbardites -- knows what the word "research" really means. He's probably been researching Cruise, Miscavige, the cult and any of its major players and history, every since his little girl got involved. Would be no surprise at all if he had contacted a few savvy ex members and picked their brains.
I find this story immensely entertaining and I hope someone, someday, writes it up as a movie script, with liberal doses of imagination and of course, the usual disclaimer that "all characters and events are fictional and any resemblance to real persons is entirely coincidental...."
Hmmmm... if you don't hear from me for awhile, you could venture a guess about what I'm busy doing....
