======== Subject: Re: Scientologists Go Ape-Shit on Hollywood Blvd. From: Garry Date: Wed, 07 Jul 1999 11:55:52 -0700 Message-ID: <3783A2B8.CC7512A2@postoffice.pacbell.net> Amazing! Wierd! Unbelievable! Today, I attended a 3:30 dentist appointment at APLA. I had also planned to stay at the center for a 6:30 workshop, so with two hours to burn, I decided to walk up Vine Street to Hollywood Blvd. and to casually take in the sights and window shop. Nothing out of the ordinary occurred even when I walked by the Scientology Administration Building & LRH Exhibition Gallery. It's doors were open and Sea Org members and staff were milling in and out. I noticed a Scientology security guard wearing a bright purple polo shirt bearing the initials ISO. I continued my walk east on Hollywood Blvd. After walking east for 15 minutes or so, I turned around and walk in the direction from where I came. As I neared the Scientology Building, I was surprised to see former OSA associates Joe Neal and Charlie Rice approaching the building from across Ivar Street. I continued walking with my sunglasses saying nothing, and just before we passed, I noticed Joe's jaw drop, both heads turned my way, and Joe hissed "that's Garry Scarff." I continued to walk quietly across Ivar and then Hollywood Blvd. sitting on a bus bench across from the Scientology Building. That's when I noticed all hell had broken loose. Standing in the doorway of the building were Joe Neal and Charlie Rice looking and pointing my way. Then there was a uniformed Scieno guard walking out front, followed by men with radios, cameras, the doors of the gallery were quickly shut and church members approaching the building were quickly corraled into the building. With the excitement, I decided to walk across Ivar and stand on the sidewalk directly across the street to the entrance of the building. In addition to the ultra-paranoia that was taken place, I observed a group of Sea Org members being restrained from stepping outside, guards continue to stare my way, point, yak into their radios and then several church members walked and positioned themselves on the street corners, including two that had walked up behind me from a side street. They just stood there positioning themselves a few feet from me with their normal fearful shit-eating grin, but said nothing. I stayed my ground and just stared back at them without saying a word. They then crossed the street together and went back to the church building. After the excitement, I walked back to the point directly across from the church building to notice a new Scientology operation taking place. The Hollywood Education and Literacy Project at 6336 Hollywood Blvd. was full of Hispanic teens talking and reading books. Scores of Scientology and LRH books were on the bookshelves. I then walked east again to Vine, then south on Vine towards the APLA center, noticing two staffers following me at a distance. I ignored them and continued deciding to drop into a Taco Bell for food. Surprise again...waiting in line was a middle-aged woman in a blue blouse with word BRIDGE on it and wearing the same tan slacks that church staffers wear. She said nothing and I said nothing. Soon after, an elderly man in shorts sat down in the booth across from me as I ate my meal and read the newspaper, when all of a sudden there's a flash, and I observe that this old fart had just taken my picture. Very wierd considering that Joe and Charlie both knew me well in and out of OSA. I finished my meal, went to the center for a boring workshop, then left the center and proceeded to Starbucks in West Hollywood for my nightly caffeine ritual. The drama of the day was lightened a bit when Austin Powers (actor Michael Myers) and his wife came into Starbucks and I made a point of talking to him, and he graciously autographed two Austin Power CD's for me (and no! Myers is no Scientologist). On an ending note, if Scientologists are now running as paranoid and irrational as they were today, this weekend's picket on LRH Way should be very interesting indeed... And for those who think I'm lying, let's get together some time. It'll be show-and-tell time!