afaceinthecrowd
Gold Meritorious Patron
my even more dear face...
you for a second time speak of me painting "happy faces". no. please. it's not some CoS whitewash of the beloved founder. but...
the treatment you describe as "disgusting and undeserved" can also be characterized as "harsh and stringent"
and...
given the context, which is a pack of landlubbers being turned into a seven ship autonomous navy that sailed for seven years with an impeccable safety record marred by only a single tragic death which was also the nexus of the development and management of CoS AND was the project to create, found, establish, invent, a highly trained intensely disciplined utterly committed religious order/paramilitary formation...
no...
i'm glad i wasn't there. i might be more pleased with CoS if had not been done. i, as a deeply committed judeochristian bill of rights loving american might have personal irreconcilable differences with both ron and the sea org...
no...
the allegation of "disgusting and undeserved" is heard and noted and the plaintiff is respected and loved but...
NO
that goes in The Book as "harsh and stringent"
and if you still think you should be disgusted try being disgusted about THIS face...
the girl who gave me a ride in her VW bug from indio california to austin texas on my way hitching to mardi gras in 1971 told me about one of her classmates in high school, class of 69. he was a smart bright artsy kind of kid who sprouted so vastly like wildflowers in meadows of eternity amidst the more prosaic baby boomers. and, of course, he was not jam up and jelly tight with the military or the conflict in southeast asia which was so pre-eminent in the panoply of differences that created an uncommonly deep gap between generations in our youth which you with such a poorboy background may have noted some what less as when one of the things you can't pay when you're poor is attention. bright, prosperous artsy kid. the girl told me how he had built his own groovy little one room hut on the family's back forty and the west facing wall was made of cement and glass bottles with their bottoms flush to the inside wall and their necks sticking out the outside wall so they would catch the afternoon sun and make a wonderwall within...
so...
he had a very gruff father and when the boy wept when told his friend had accepted a draft notice his father dispatched him to a psychiatric facility had signed the consent form for ECT. and every day for more than two weeks he was strapped to a gurney and a rubber mouthpiece went in his mouth and the electrodes were hooked to his head and the switch got flipped
the girl described him as afterwards being as if he had been knocked back to where he was when he was fourteen...
nope...
not "disgusting and undeserved" face, "harsh and stringent" by reason of Purpose and Context
and that"s the worst you got from the apollo. so much builds up from there
thank you for your service and if you ain't gonna exercise your braggin' rights tuff stuff, i'll brag for ya...
tell me sump'n face...
did you ever get around to smokin' pot?
Yep, I smoked pot. I've already said so on several occasions on the Board. What's that got to do with anything I've said or written on ESMB?
Like you said, you weren't there...I've written plenty about it.
Go on and play your little game making non sequitur responses ignoring, glossing over and interpreting factual, voluminous first hand accounts without offering anything of real substance, documentation or nothing more than cursory actual first person experience on your part.
As much as you'd like to come off some cool cat, intellectual thinker, literary lion IMHO, you don't know WTF you're talking about much of the time and the rest of the time bring little to nothing of value for me to ESMB.
Face
EDIT: I chose my words carefully and I meant exactly what I wrote...there is no "interpretation" about it unless someone is a Word Clown.
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