LRH wanted a machine built that would get rid of his BTs and kill his body

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I guess this is old news, but want to note Marty's introduction, as well as again memorialize Sarge's information.

Seriously, take note of Marty's introduction.

Marty: Emotions IV: The Top Of The Tone Scale
http://markrathbun.wordpress.com/2013/09/06/emotions-iv-the-top-of-the-tone-scale/

Excerpts:
Some Scientologists unaffiliated with the church clearly believe Ron Hubbard had everything completely taped with no need and no room for additional thought or discussion. They certainly have a First Amendment right to assert their firmly held religious beliefs concerning the only way to proceed along the only road to total freedom; provided they do not commit civil or criminal wrongs while doing so. By the same guaranteed freedom, I can continue to attempt to free captive minds caught in suspended cognitive dissonance.
From Memoirs of a Scientology Warrior:

Sarge (Steve Pfauth): So, anyway, he (L. Ron Hubbard) wanted to see me. So I went into the Bluebird and sat down. And he sat across from me and he said, “Sarge,”…boy I wish I had written it all down because I don’t want to goof it up, because this is kind of important. Basically he said, “Sarge, I need you to do something.” He wanted me to build him a machine that would get rid of the bts [body thetans] and kill the body.

Mark (“Marty” Rathbun): Wow.

Sarge: Yeah. It’s kind of heavy. It struck me real hard. He told me a few things. He said, “Yeah, I’ve done all I can do here and I’m just… I’m not coming back. I’m leaving and I am not coming back.” He wanted to die, basically. You know, his body was going to hell and all that stuff. He was having trouble with bts.

Mark: And you say that was in late ʼ85?

Sarge: Yeah. Fall of ʼ85. Yeah, it was right around October.

Mark: Like three months before he died.

Sarge: Yeah, like three or four months. So, I didn’t want to do it. But I didn’t tell him that. And I was hoping I could talk to Pat because Annie insisted that I build the machine. And I said, “Annie, I don’t know that much about building machines that fry people, you know what I mean?”

Mark: Well, did he describe how it should be done?

Sarge: Basically, he wanted to hook it up to the e-meter. And he wanted enough voltage in there that it would get rid of the bts. And I asked him about voltages and I asked him some questions…it was so long ago. And, uh, well, I gotta tell ya, it upset me a lot.

Mark: I bet. So, the idea was that you’d be holding the cans…

Sarge: Turn the thing on and then, in other words, he was gonna audit the bts away and the body was gonna die.

Mark: Right. So there would be enough voltage to kill the body?

Sarge: To do it all. How he figured I was going to figure that out, I have no idea…

… Sarge: Yeah. Earlier on I cooked for LRH. He thought I was a good cook. And then he got sick. Anyway, what happened was I was very upset. So I got pissy-ass drunk and Annie found me about four o’clock in the morning with beer cans all over the green truck, out at the racetrack. I had passed out on the seat. And she was screaming at me, “Oh, you son of a bitch!” Oh man, she laid into me. And I said, “All right, Annie,” and my head was hurting. But I was upset, I was very upset. I was crying and everything. That was a rough time. Very rough. Uh, so anyway, then days went by, okay? And Annie kept saying, “He wants to know about the machine, he wants to know about the machine. What are you doing on the machine?” Annie says, “If you don’t do anything on this Sarge, he’s going to get the local electrician to build one for him.” Can you picture that?

Mark: Wow. That would have been a…

Sarge: I said “No way, man.” So I had to show some progress. So I went to an electronics place in San Luis Obispo and I bought some Tesla coils and some up-transformer things and I got all sorts of things. I basically built him a battery-operated automotive coil type thing. This is my reasoning now,

Marty. If he gets zapped by that sucker, it’s gonna shock him but it ain’t gonna kill him. Okay?

Mark: Okay.

Sarge: It’ll shock him but it ain’t gonna kill him. It’ll scare him and he won’t want to do it again.

Mark: These are like 12-volt batteries?

Sarge: Yeah. But the voltage is going to go way up on a transformer. It’s like an automotive coil sort of thing.

Mark: So your thought, what you understand is that he is not going to get…

Sarge: I’m not frying him!

Mark: Exactly. I gotcha.

Sarge: I didn’t want anything that is going to plug into the wall. I didn’t want to fry him, but I didn’t want to tell him I didn’t want to fry him. You know what I mean?

Mark: Yeah, I think about what you are saying right now, and I try to put myself into your position and I…

Sarge: It was very difficult. I didn’t want to kill the old man. So anyway, he used the thing and he fried up my Mark VI [e-meter]. I had a Mark VI that got fried.

Mark: He used it?

Sarge: Yeah.

Mark: LRH actually used it?

Sarge: Yeah, it was my Mark VI, yeah. And it fried the Mark VI. I knew that was going to happen. Fried it.

Mark: You mean he actually tried…

Sarge: Oh, yeah. It had burn marks on it and everything.

Mark: He didn’t get burnt?

Sarge: He may have. But after that there was no more mention of any machines. And that was my intention. That was my intention.

Mark: He probably got a good, hard jolt.

Sarge: I think it scared him, or something.

Mark: And it burned the plastic?

Sarge: It was burnt. It was fried. The insides were gone. Because, you know, those things are like a computer. You can’t put that much power into them without zapping them…I do think people need to know. I just wish at the time when I first blew that I would have written it all down. But I carried it because I had no terminals [people to talk to].
As one commentator noted:

http://markrathbun.wordpress.com/2013/09/06/emotions-iv-the-top-of-the-tone-scale/#comment-276357
Teddy | September 6, 2013 at 10:16 am | Reply

Marty, thanx for discussing LRH’s ultimate Tone state at the end of his life. One would have expected Ron to be in Serenity of Beingness, 40.0 on the Tone scale near the end of his life. But the account from Sarge clearly describes a person in the Tone range somewhere between Victim and Hopeless, or .1-.07 on the Tone scale. This question truly cuts to the heart of the discussion about the final endgame for KSW tech. I cant wait to read what everyone has to say.
 

guanoloco

As-Wased
And here I thought Scientology was against electroshock therapy. Its something like half an amp that kills a human, btw.

Oh the enantiodromia.
 

La La Lou Lou

Crusader
I guess this is old news, but want to note Marty's introduction, as well as again memorialize Sarge's information.

Seriously, take note of Marty's introduction.

Marty: Emotions IV: The Top Of The Tone Scale
http://markrathbun.wordpress.com/2013/09/06/emotions-iv-the-top-of-the-tone-scale/

Excerpts: As one commentator noted:

http://markrathbun.wordpress.com/2013/09/06/emotions-iv-the-top-of-the-tone-scale/#comment-276357

That is stunning, I am quite shocked about this.

If he was going to die why kill the BTs anyway, are they supposed to follow you around? If electricity kills body thetans it must kill a thetan too? In scientology think this is insane, in wog think it's criminally insane. He wanted to stop being completely? He was willing to make his suicide accomplice sit in an electric chair? It really is screwy!

This really shows his mental state and grasp of reality.
 

LA SCN

NOT drinking the kool-aid
And here I thought Scientology was against electroshock therapy. Its something like half an amp that kills a human, btw.

Oh the enantiodromia.

Oh you kid!! :biggrin:

noun, rare
The tendency of things to change into their opposites, especially as a supposed governing principle of natural cycles and of psychological development.

Scientology 8-8008 = Hubbardism 0-0880 :footbullet:
 
And here I thought Scientology was against electroshock therapy. Its something like half an amp that kills a human, btw.

Oh the enantiodromia.

And "The Way To Happiness" says to brush your teeth

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I told you I was trouble

Suspended animation


So he was admitting his BT blasting (expensive) tek didn't actually work!

Mans greatest friend couldn't even top himself without dragging others into it.

What a completely useless human being.

I'd have handed him a toaster and suggested he sit in the bath with it, after turning it on.




:whistling:
 

Out-Ethics

Patron Meritorious
That is stunning, I am quite shocked about this.

If he was going to die why kill the BTs anyway, are they supposed to follow you around? If electricity kills body thetans it must kill a thetan too? In scientology think this is insane, in wog think it's criminally insane. He wanted to stop being completely? He was willing to make his suicide accomplice sit in an electric chair? It really is screwy!

This really shows his mental state and grasp of reality.

This would be all explained by the Co$ as not true and made up by apostates but yeah this is mankind greatest friend. :screwy:
 

In present time

Gold Meritorious Patron
I will never understand why they did not get the man some decent medical care. He was obviously having mini strokes.
When my mother had her first good sized stroke, she had the strenght of six big men, and would routinely have long conversations with God, who lived in her garden shed.

My sister had her forcibly admitted to a mental institution, to which she was escorted by two police. One male and one female. She tried to make out with the female and assulted the male.

By the time I got her out of there she was on 30 different drugs.

Some of the other things she did in the throes of this are completely unmentionable. Thankfully she doesn't remember any of it, other than what my sister told her, which was a really pissy thing to do.

I do live with a fair amount of paranoia that the next stroke will hit that perfect part of her brain, instead of just making her weak or whatever.

I believe the old man was having stokes... I feel really sorry for him on this count. He was surrounded by morons.

The bitter justice is, he created those people:(
 

La La Lou Lou

Crusader
I will never understand why they did not get the man some decent medical care. He was obviously having mini strokes.
When my mother had her first good sized stroke, she had the strenght of six big men, and would routinely have long conversations with God, who lived in her garden shed.

My sister had her forcibly admitted to a mental institution, to which she was escorted by two police. One male and one female. She tried to make out with the female and assulted the male.

By the time I got her out of there she was on 30 different drugs.

Some of the other things she did in the throes of this are completely unmentionable. Thankfully she doesn't remember any of it, other than what my sister told her, which was a really pissy thing to do.

I do live with a fair amount of paranoia that the next stroke will hit that perfect part of her brain, instead of just making her weak or whatever.

I believe the old man was having stokes... I feel really sorry for him on this count. He was surrounded by morons.

The bitter justice is, he created those people:(
Exactly, week sycophants that could only say yes and pretend to start making the equipment to zap him with, I must say though I doubt if I'd have told him to sod off.

A shame his body was toasted, we'll never know if it was fried first.
 

Teanntás

Silver Meritorious Patron
And "The Way To Happiness" says to brush your teeth

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You need to find the appropriate definition - in this case #2 :biggrin:

verb
1.
remove (dust or dirt) by sweeping or scrubbing.
"we'll be able to brush the mud off easily"
"she brushed down her best coat"
clean (one's teeth) by scrubbing with a brush.
arrange (one's hair) by running a brush through it.
synonyms: groom, comb, neaten, tidy, smooth, arrange, fix; More
apply a liquid to (a surface) with a brush.
"brush the potatoes with oil"
2.
touch lightly and gently.
"stems of grass brush against her legs"
synonyms: touch, stroke, caress, skim, sweep, graze, contact;
 

Udarnik

Gold Meritorious Patron
<anip>I will never understand why they did not get the man some decent medical care. He was obviously having mini strokes.<snip>

Because to do that would have been to admit openly that the tech did not work as advertised.

And everyone close to him was conspiring to keep that a secret.

I keep hearing about how much better the Broekers would have been at the helm than DM, but methinks the difference would have been that between Stalin and Trotsky.
 

Techless

Patron Meritorious
What's kinda amazing here too, is that it was fairly obvious to me, at least, that hubbub didn't understand electronics or electricity much at all: so he choose to 'embroil it into the mystery' and making it actually quite a large part of really. (but I do believe too that it does play a large part in human 'operation' and all the mystical things, etc) Problem is: hubbub couldn't hold a job at RadioShack with his faked engineer BS.

But why he was choosing a beefed up e-meter instead of toaster in bathtube, was/is quite telling of his psychosis...eh?

Actually too though it would've been sooo horribly 'poetic' that I couldn't imagine the spin it would've gotten had he succeeded with that!!

(book idea in mind now: "Death by Cans" - would be best seller...)

Cheerio
TL
 

Udarnik

Gold Meritorious Patron
What's kinda amazing here too, is that it was fairly obvious to me, at least, that hubbub didn't understand electronics or electricity much at all: so he choose to 'embroil it into the mystery' and making it actually quite a large part of really. (but I do believe too that it does play a large part in human 'operation' and all the mystical things, etc) Problem is: hubbub couldn't hold a job at RadioShack with his faked engineer BS.

But why he was choosing a beefed up e-meter instead of toaster in bathtube, was/is quite telling of his psychosis...eh?

Actually too though it would've been sooo horribly 'poetic' that I couldn't imagine the spin it would've gotten had he succeeded with that!!

(book idea in mind now: "Death by Cans" - would be best seller...)

Cheerio
TL

Better than Elvis's death on the can, no? :laugh:

But yeah, Hubbard didn't know anything about anything technical. One is not amazed that all his "expeditions" ended in failure, one is generally amazed that they didn't end in shipwreck.

But he did have the psychopath's really intuitive grasp for other people's weaknesses.

[Update - another thought occured to me - that would also explain his inability to read charts and sensor data, leading to attacking magnetic anomalies and Mexico. Dude just had no grasp of the details of anything. ]
 
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guanoloco

As-Wased
I will never understand why they did not get the man some decent medical care. He was obviously having mini strokes.
When my mother had her first good sized stroke, she had the strenght of six big men, and would routinely have long conversations with God, who lived in her garden shed.

My sister had her forcibly admitted to a mental institution, to which she was escorted by two police. One male and one female. She tried to make out with the female and assulted the male.

By the time I got her out of there she was on 30 different drugs.

Some of the other things she did in the throes of this are completely unmentionable. Thankfully she doesn't remember any of it, other than what my sister told her, which was a really pissy thing to do.

I do live with a fair amount of paranoia that the next stroke will hit that perfect part of her brain, instead of just making her weak or whatever.

I believe the old man was having stokes... I feel really sorry for him on this count. He was surrounded by morons.

The bitter justice is, he created those people:(

The technical term is moRons, as in "more Rons".
 
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