Sinar Parman joined the [STRIKE]Church[/STRIKE]
Cult of Scientology in 1978 and worked as a personal chef to founder L. Ron Hubbard, his successor David Miscavige, and — on the days he visited Scientology's HQ — Tom Cruise.
www.businessinsider.com/chef-sinar-parman-slams-tom-cruise-2012-9
I noticed that this fellow's account of Hubbard begins with meeting Hubbard in 1978, being impressed with Hubbard being "larger than life," and reassuringly stating, "But he was fine," and briefly noting that "it was rough," as there was no easily available fresh fish, yet says nothing else about his experience with Hubbard.
I wonder why?
Here are some excepts from three posts by Cowboy from about the same time period. They were located by doing a find on the word "food" under the poster "Cowboy":
...A new messenger waited outside the door to the room that held his Majesty King Red. He was visibly shaking, nervous as all get out about meeting, and working with the old man. He was stuttering, going on about how awesome it must be being in the shadow of Source on a daily basis. He flinched when the old man's booming scream pierced through the doorway and another messenger, white-faced, came rushing out of the office with an armful of materials, the old man's voice screaming after her.
The new guy blanched. "Come on, he can't be alone," I whispered to him. The guy nodded, but I had to prod him to get him to follow me into the room.
I introduced him. The old man gave a grunt and pointed down at the pile of submissions which lay on the ground, where the messenger who'd been with him a moment ago until being dispatched on some urgent errand, had left them.
I picked up the first, summarized what the submission was about. "Nooooh," the old man said, and reached for a cigarette.
New Guy fumbled with the lighter and dropped it.
New Guy knew something about the submission. He tried to explain the issue. "NOOOOOH," the old man said again. "You let them submit this crap?" he asked New Guy.
New Guy just sat there, with his deer in the headlights look, and, unfortunately for him, nodded his head.
"What the hell were you thinking?" the old man asked.
New Guy couldn't figure out what to say.
"Well, speak up man!"
New guy remained immobile as the old man turned beet red and started yelling. "Get the hell out of here. Get off watch. You're no god-damned help," he told New Guy.
I don't remember if he ever was allowed on watch again. Poor New Guy was slapped in the face with reality, rather than fantasy. He was crushed. He was demoted out of the messenger org, and never got the chance to make it to the top again. Hubbard criticized the hell out of him, saying his confront was out.
It wasn't always easy to be yelled at by a God.
...I had to RPF a kitchen staff member. The kitchen guy had let meat defrost on top of the white styrofoam it was packaged in, which was, in Hubbard's viewpoint, a sure indication the guy wanted to cause the meat to go bad and cause food poisoning. It was a diabolical plot to make the old man sick.
Yep, Hubbard sure knew more than the rest of us stupid citizens of planet earth.
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...I looked at the older staff people in the church, and the lives of physical discomfort they lived. Even Hubbard had recreation, whatever food and luxuries he desired, time for movies, recreation, new clothes, etc. But the elder staff of the church received little regard for their differences in sleep requirements, comfort, etc, compared to the younger members. And when they were RPFed? The results were tortuous. God forbid that they should leave the church, for they had no social security, no money, no skills that translated into the real world, and if they had relations with their family, it had usually been severely strained by their time on staff. What if that was me, I wondered, who had spent years in Scn, and now had nothing? I knew well meaning people could be RPFed or booted, so always, in the back of my mind, when I saw such things with others, I knew with time those victim's lives could parallel my own.
4. Childbearing was frowned upon. Now, it is worse. But for those who had children, there was no time to spend with them, no vacations, inadequate medical and dental care, not enough money for the basics of life such as clothing, toys, and maybe an occassional family vacation...
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...I guess there really were no normal days. Most days had unique issues that would consume all.
I can remember racing through the place, trying to find who had made a sandwich which he didn't like, that he felt might be poisoned. Trying to find the SP who must be making his food, so that they could be given the boot.
Paranoia, literally, not figuratively, was a fact of life.
Throw someone under the bus, that was the only way out. Name the person responsible for the wrong colored paint, or the poorly prepared dish, or the badly cleaned room.... put a head on the chopping block, for real or imagined offenses.
It was a world that even now is difficult to explain.
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Note: I wonder what became of the new Messenger who was denounced and rejected by Hubbard at the top? It must have been unbelievably traumatizing to be a kid - age 12 or through the teens - and to be denounced by the ultimate hero and savior of the universe.
How many children were sent to serve Hubbard, and then traumatized by Hubbard? That's a question for another thread.