September 25, 1999
Picket report; Atlanta, Georgia
From: mad_bovine@my-deja.com
Newsgroups: alt.religion.scientology
Subject: Picket report, Atlanta, 9/25/99
Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 02:34:40 GMT
Message-ID: <7sml40$gqd$1@nnrp1.deja.com>
After having first stopped off at the local DeCalb County police
precinct to notify them of our latest picket (very well informed, these
officers were), I proceeded to join Wynot and Ethercat at our favorite
org, around 10:45 a.m. I was a few minutes early, and was walking up
when my afore-mentioned buds drove by looking for a parking spot. While
I waited for them to join me, I counted 12 cars. The door to the borg
was propped open with somebody's mountain bike, to let the breeze in
(nice day). Then Wynot and Ethercat joined me (well, Wynot had to stuff
his face first, but then he joined us).
During the 2 hour picket we got 59 acks (i think), and got the finger
from two drivers. Handed out maybe 4 sets of flyers (very good job,
Ethercat), and a few business cards with informative URLs.
Not 10 minutes into the picket, a police cruiser pulled up. In it was
the very nice officer we've encountered before. They had received a call
from a Ms. Delaware that we were tresspassing. Of course the officer
knew better, but was politely responding to the call. Once again he
reminded the scienos we were within our first-amendment rights to
picket.
It was maybe 30 minutes later the newest scn staffer came out to take
our pictures with a fancy digital camera. I patiently stood still while
she fumbled with the camera, trying to take my photo (I know how
user-hateful some tech can be). Nice girl. Won't be there long I'll
bet.
One of the public scienos (from Alabama, car tag puts her in Shelby
County), was pulling out, then parked again and asked us why we are
picketing. She was asian, and her English was only fair, but I was able
to convey body-thetans to her and how they are the cause of all her
problems according to Hubbard. As we are discussing her case level in
detail :), heeeeeere comes ol' Susan Webb, looking extremely pregnant
(and out-2D, btw). Susan puts her arm around the public scieno and says
"I'm here to protect you." Yea? Who's gonna protect Susan's reactive
mind from the evil suppressives, hm? I asked Susan if she knew my name
yet, and she spit out a name I've never heard of before, but if she
wants to believe that was my name, more power to her. As she waddled
away I hollered out "Babies HATE Scientology! There's an engram for ya,
dear." Can ya'll tell the romance is over?
One thing of importance to note, we gave flyers and a URL card to the
public scieno. I made it a point to tell her that the org does not want
her to read that, and they will try to take those flyers from her. She
walked back to the org, and when she returned to her car I noticed she
still had those flyers in her hand! That's what I call thinking for
yourself :) We did make it a point to wish her a safe trip back to
Alabama.
Another thing to note is that all the publics that passed by were
non-hostile, exchanging "hello"s on their way to lunch. Now if Susan
would just keep her big yap shut I think we'd actually have a nice
visit.
After the picket, we all drove to a secret location for lunch with our
beekeeper, Stacy. I only ate half a chicken because I'm on a diet,
otherwise I would have eaten a whole chicken . We socialized into
the afternoon. A very pleasant meeting indeed. I choose not to rush
back to Alabama, but took a deluxe room at one of the many many 4-star
hotels in the Atlanta area. A little shopping, a little swimming at the
hotel's pool, and late to bed to sleep like a hibernating bear.
Mad_Cow
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