======== From: eldonb123@aol.com (EldonB123) Newsgroups: alt.religion.scientology Subject: Short Paris Picket Date: 09 Jun 1999 17:01:34 GMT I went to the Paris Org today with a hand-lettered sign and 50 fliers I had prepared using Roger Gonnets translation of Rolands "Story of Xenu" text. This I had formatted to fit two-up back and front on an A4 sheet of paper, which gave me an excuse to stop at a nearby cafe for a beef whilst I cut= them in two with scissors. Then I proceeded to 7, rue Julius Cesar, a not heavily trafficked street. My handheld sign said: Le mystEre de la secte =85.1.000.000 F [crossed out] GRATUIT! In English, thats: The Sects Secret =851,000,000 francs [crossed out] FREE! Even so, many passersby thought I was offering a free personality test with a catchy slogan, so I made it a point to say "Cest contre la secte," emphasizing heavily the word "contre." Then they smiled and took a flier, happy to see someone opposing their neighbors, who appear to be uniformly regarded with suspicion. One student I talked to said "Theyre here until 2 a.m. every day. Some of the people I talk to are nice, but its a weird group." I meandered about from side to side of the street, stationing myself most of the time against a ledge opposite the org where I was visible from the big front windows. Soon six scienos emerged, discussing what to do. Two crossed the street and engaged me in conversation, part in my fractured French and part in equally fractured English. Another approached and snapped a couple of pictures, for which I nicely smiled, holding a "LHISTOIRE DE XENU" flier under my chin. They were froggily polite, but obviously perturbed, asking questions about what problem I had, who I was, where had I previously taken Scientology courses. I answered that there were many pickets happening because of recent scandals, and that they should check out alt.religion.scientology, even though it was in English. "You took Scientology courses? Where?" "In the US." "Where in the US?" "California." "In Los Angeles?" "Yes, part of them. By the way, how many students do you have here in Paris?" "A sufficient number." I saw six staff members total, but no students. I doubt that they have more than a handful. "Whats your name?" In response I gave them a rather obtuse piece of paper I had printed out explaining that I was an American ex-Scieno protesting Scientologys harassment of Safe, and that I hoped it took them a lot of wasted effort to figure out who I was. This was in English, and I told they could fax it to California or Florida or wherever in order to report this entheta incident. They informed me that I could not hand out flyers and make a "manifestation" (demonstration) in Paris without a permit, and that they were going to call the police. I had been told by four people that I was doing nothing wrong, including the neighbor who was hanging around, so I told them to go right ahead, figuring that they were lying. Then I meandered some more, handing out flyers. Well, sure enough, the police showed up and asked to see my passport. I was then transported in their van to the XIIeme arrondisment station. They were a bit befuddled, asking various questions about what I was doing in France, and why there was no stamp on my passport from my entry into France (they havent stamped passports for several years, since no entry visa is required for US citizens). At the station, they made phone calls and conferred. One cop who spoke pretty good English said I needed to indicate the name of the author and the organization being represented on flyers being handed out. I pointed out that the name of the author was indeed on the flyer. The other cop said handing out flyers is only permitted during official manifestations. None of them could tell me what law I had violated the old "not my department" runaround. Of course, people hand out little advertising fliers every day on the streets here with impunity, although they well may have to register. Complexity, regulation and evasion are favorite French pastimes. I informed the cops that many, many demonstrations were taking place against la secte in various cities around the world, exaggerating nicely I thought. The fact that I am a writer (even of the non-journalistic type) took them aback. They were nice enough, and said I could go, but I couldnt leaflet promiscuously again or I would get fined. They kept my card and a copy of the flier for their files. Only about 40 minutes of picketing, but it appeared to be a first for the Paris org. If Roger will be so kind as to find out what I must do to be legal about it, I will return periodically. All in all, a culturally interesting experience ;-) EldonB123@aol.com