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Subject: Picket Report From Paradise
From: "Xemu X. Xenu Jr. aka Vernon D. Cain Jr."
Date: Thu, 23 Dec 1999 06:32:48 -0500
Message-ID: <83t2if012p3@enews5.newsguy.com>
Paradise has been picketed. The mighty and powerful OTs of Hawaii were sent
into a scramble by a solo picket.
Details: Reckon work on Sunday, visit bOrg and mission on Oahu, Hawaii.
Get picture taken in the BookStore holding the Seckret Scripture of The
History of Man (The CLAM Handbook). Grin and thank the nice lady IC, Senior
Exec Officer who's name I think I recall was Rhonda, or Roxanne or perhaps
Rachelle. A nice blonde lady with a real case of "gee I don't know the
first thing about running this VCR, Let me get the Div6 IC to help me start
the DyingNetics video for us." After a delay and some help I watched the
infomercial about the bait and switch of the "I'm mocking up my reactive
mind" to "Gee you mean Space-Cooties not my reactive mind are causing me all
my problems?" to "Well after you have handled all those Space-Cooties on
OTIII you now have to find "Sleeping and Unconscious clusters of
Space-Cooties" on the NOTS levels. SCAM!! Yup the very same one.
Not much going on at the bOrg last Sunday during the initial reckon. I did
see one guy here that struck me as odd. He is a big blonde Guy that wears
CowBoy Boots and white pants. A "new" World Order type. A little out of
shape, scruffy haircut, and big deep set eyes. He had a blonde mustache, I
think also. I have seen him in some of the other a.b.s shots or on some
other picket shots. He had the look of someone that just arrived by plane,
that was Sunday at about 11AM or so. He didn't belong here. He went
outside and talked in detail about something with the Exec Lady while I was
watching the infomercial. It may have been the Y2K event that she said she
wanted to go to.
After thanking the lady for her hospitality and taking the picture of me
holding the History of Man I went over to the Hawaii Mission that is some
twenty minutes away from the bOrg. The address is a house on a deadend
cluttered road. The mailbox is a double mail box with the letter A scrolled
in messy black paint after the address numbers. The lawn was in need of a
cutting and some tending. I knocked at the door. First a woman's voice
asked who was there? Then a little boy answered the door. I asked if this
was the Hawaii Mission. The little boy didn't know what I was asking about.
He turned, to look for assistance but there was no one there to answer for
several moments. I guessed that the folks ducked out to get decent for
visitors. When a nice lady by the name of Renee came out I asked about this
location being the Hawaii Mission. She was delighted that I was asking and
asked how I had found her. She seemed to feel like she had "pulled-in her
first customer by her postulates" by the look of anticipation in her face.
I asked the lady if I could get a tour of the mission. She thought that was
a great idea. They are in the process of getting the place fixed up. They
are trying to get Way to Happiness introduced into the prisons and Study
Tech into the Schools with the help of the new governor of Hawaii. She
reports they are getting close to being successful.
She reports the usual abuse of the bOrg management of mission holders, they
had just redone all of their training per the Golden Age of Tech retraining
efforts and the training was ongoing to meet those requirements.
I took the tour of the classroom and workshop behind the house. It seems as
though she is a designer of swimwear. If the posters in her home are her
work, she is moderately successful. I seen several Sports magazines and
several Logo Adverts with scantily clad young ladies in swimwear that looked
similar to those in her workshop. She gave me her card with a url
http://members.aol.com/jawshawaii/ on it. That seems to be the income to
support the business of keeping the tax exempt mission alive. I didn't see
evidence of other income although that was not my mission.
She reports that her husband of five years or so is the "HCO" and is now
certified to deliver all of the Div6 classes. She wants to open up a
Bed-and-Breakfast with a Class VIII to deliver services on one of the other
islands and cater to the wealthy. She is happy with her adopted son of
nearly four years. The child is a very pleasant young man that invited me
to sleep over if I wanted to, that seemed the custom of the household. I
declined due to other commitments.
The nice people at the mission as well as those at the bOrg are similarly
being scammed by the same ruse called $cientology. They are very nice and
kind people although fatally lacking in critical thinking skills. I was
asked my name and I gave the name of Jason Bigelo. That was the first name
that came to mind. I know I am a scum for not giving a real name but I
wasn't ready for that degree of sharing yet. I think that the people at the
main bORg and at the mission really need to take some courses in Critical
Thinking and practice examining "correlation vs causation". The "ethics" of
my behavior relative to my tour was simple. I saw the location on the web
page and wanted to see what this location was all about. No other deception
aside from my name was used.
Back to the report:
During my visit to the Main bOrg this last afternoon (Wednesday) I started
by giving the receptionist a flier as soon as I arrived. I had stopped by
the police station on the way to the site and advised them of my intent as
well as to expect a frantic call. I discussed my intent and asked if a
permit was needed. None was required for a simple picket of less than a
small crowd.
The receptionist gave the paper to a nearby interested person that I assumed
was one of the execs. He immediately got on the phone and started to wave
his arms about and pace about a bit. I started to get my picture taken by
nice passerby. One of the bOrg persons kept holding up a package over the
sign where I had the words - Don't ask the Dwarf why he isn't OT!! I
advised her that the act was being recorded and she backed up.
Just enough time for a few quick shots of each side of the poster and then
one of both sides at the same time and the Hawaii Police, "Book'em Danno!!"
arrived in style!! The foot officer arrived just seconds before the little
vehicle that jumped up over the curb to come close to where I was standing.
I was a little startled by the curb jump but was soothed when I caught the
officer's slight grin. The two officers had a discussion with several very
excitable bOrg members about how this was their sidewalk and how this had
never been done before and how they wanted the protester removed for
violating their rights to the sidewalk . . . yadda, yadda, yadda. I kept
moving. The officers explained my rights and theirs. They drove off. I
kept picketing and handing out fliers. Several passersby gave me high-signs
and several others had looks of agreement. There was fair foot traffic and
good street traffic. I kept walking until the meter expired and I had to go
after twenty minutes.
During the entire time I was out there there was a commotion inside. I saw
some 9-12 persons come to see what was going on. The OT type came out to
"handle me" and was immediately recessive when I pointed out that he was
doing "picket chicken" by walking so close to me blocking my way and that I
would not put up with his "OT Powerz!" if he insisted on violating my right
to free movement. He tried several times to "Command Me" to leave. I was
un-impressed. He slithered off.
This report is in haste. I haven't taken the time to proof read. I have to
get going. More later from Prostests In Paradise. Bob, you would love to
picket here. The weather is great. We had rain today but it dries off the
clothes rather quickly and the sun comes out often.
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Subject: Picket Report - Honolulu, Hawaii
From: "Erik Xenu's Friend (www.xenu.net)"
Date: Thu, 23 Dec 1999 20:39:29 -1000
Message-ID: <38631406.0@news2.lightlink.com>
Day 2...Enturbulation in Paradise '99
This is my first picket/report, and I realize it may have run on a bit, but
I'll try to get better at it...
A few months back I was contacted via email by Mr. Xenu X. Xemu Jr. about
the possibility of running a few nice pickets out here.
The time has come for the scam to stop in Hawaii.
We did a joint recon on Sunday as he did not know where the cult's locations
were. We stopped by the Org, and were body routed in by a very nice, upper
30's slender blonde whose name neither of us can recall (Oatees scrambling
our minds) but we think it was something along the lines or Rhonda, which is
the name I will use. She gave us what I presume is the usual spiel about how
great the whole privy of crap is, and how it helps, yadda yadda yadda. She
tried to sell us Dianetics. She tried to sell us WIS. We agreed to watch
their movie presentation ("Hold on a second while I go see when the next
showing is" (the showing being on a TV/VCR right in the empty lobby, right
in front of her)) Which appeared to be an Infomercial as one would see late
at night for a neato vacuum cleaner or a magic floor wax. Fast, upbeat
music, happy smiling people, 1-800 number, whole 9 yds. It appeared to be
selling a complete sooper dooper total package which was everything you'd
ever need to save your happy thetans, for only about 100...or maybe 70..or
maybe only 50 bucks. At the end, we (for some reason) weren't convinced
enough to buy anything and walked out with everyone happy and us having 2 of
their colorful "What is $cientology" pamphlets. Before leaving, I took a
picture of Mr. Xenu smiling and holding up a "History of Man" book with our
dear friend the Piltdown Man proudly scowling at us on the cover.
From there, we drove to the location listed on the SMI homepage. I had
thought, due to the lack of any signs or other indications, that this
location was false. The number listed on that home page for the Mission,
when I attempted to call it once before, was disconnected.
Mr. Xenu Jr. walks up, knocks, and is admitted. Some time later, he walks
out, and apparently the location IS a mission...they just really don't
actually do anything. There is a scientology school in the back (no patrons)
and apparently they are supported by the lady designing swimsuits for models
and Hollywood. One would think that such a business would be a bit more
lucrative and allow them to live in a bit more than an old run down home
such as it is, but I guess their money goes elsewhere.
Also learned inside is that they are attempting to put the Way to Happiness
into the local prison, and Hubbards study tech into the local Schools. I
will be writing letters to the governor, attorney general, Prison Warden,
and superintendent of Schools. I will post their addresses when I get them
to allow any other concerned citizens to do so as well.
Now the fun part....
I was "busy" sleeping from a night shift at work, so Mr. Xenu Jr. picketed
solo yesterday. His report is already posted.
Today...
I can see the commercial.
One new backpack to carry fliers protected from the rain....$14.99
50 copies of the "Who is Xenu?" Flier at kinkos....$8.33
Spreading the truth about a brainwashing money hungry scam to the local
populace and helping prevent the expansion of a dangerous cult....priceless.
This was my first picket...ever. I had printed out last night about 20 "L.
Ron Hubbard, in his own words" fliers, taken, I believe, from Kristi
Wachters page, with a few lines cut out to make them fit on one page, and
choice sections put into bold text. I also ran off 50 "Who is Xenu"s at
kinkos. My fellow SP had a few of those left over from yesterday.
We began at around 1:30 PM I think, he had trouble parking (my car was left
someplace else, and we rode in together to help preserve some measure of
privacy). We stopped off at he local police department, which was remarkably
convenient, being only about 2 blocks from the clambed. They were cool, he
did this yesterday, they thanked us for letting them know.
Xenu began picketing outside with his sign, shouting things like "Ask about
Xenu!" and "Ask about the space cooties scam!" and "Scientology is a scam"
in a moderate voice (not hollering at the top of his lungs), while I walked
back and forth with the fliers. I attempted to go inside in an attempt to do
something that I fell is very important...I really wanted to ACTUALLY try to
TALK to them, the one's who are affected most by the scam. As soon as I
broke the plane of the door, the short, skinny, and unhappy looking
Registrar was ejected from her seat like I postulated a pin in her ass, put
her hand on my shoulder and said you can't come in here. I said "That's
fine, I'm sorry," and walked out. I was really disappointed about that, I
had really wanted to try to let them know WHY we were here, so they would
have something other than their own tech's answer...we're there because
we're evil and bigots, blah blah blah. But they didn't want to hear anything
from us. Maybe if I had approached apart from him, they would have taken a
bit of time to link us together and I could have gotten in. Ah well, a lost
opportunity. I do feel bad about that. I'll just have to start mailing
letters, since they were so kind as to give me that flyer with their address
on Sunday....
We had a short conversation with a nice young lady who crossed the street to
speak with us. She asked us why we were there, we told them we were
protesting this scam calling itself a religion. somehow we ended up talking
about Jesus, and we told her about Hubbards opinions on that matter, and
quoted her a bit of scripture. She looked pretty shocked when I said that
the founder of that religion had called Jesus a pedophile and abuser of
young boys. She asked me about my religion and I told her I was an atheist,
that I didn't believe in any religion, but I am not Anti-religion. Just none
seem to me to quite "have what it takes." But THIS one was evil. She thanked
us for our information, we thanked her for speaking with us, and she took
one of each flier and walked off.
Shortly after we arrived, two staff members, an attractive Asian woman in
her 30's (I think, it's hard to tell with some Asians) and an emaciated
Asian man obviously in his 40's or beyond walked out with a huge stack of
those WIS flyers (about 12 inches tall....he almost dumped the whole thing).
They split the stack between them and hurried off. Right as they did so, the
frizzy haired registrar who shooed me out jumped up, yanked the doorstops
out so fast she almost fell over, and shut the doors. (this might, however,
have had something to do with my partner suddenly loudly reciting OT3!)
Leaving Mr. Xenu to continue his picket, I went along for the ride to
"Handle" them. Following them around for a few blocks while he tried to
shove fliers at everything that moved, I would offer MY fliers to those
people he did. I told them that I was offering the other part of the story,
the part that his information wouldn't tell them, and that my information
told about why scientology was a scam that could cost over $360,000. I asked
them to take my flier (as opposed to their tech of just holding it in front
of people...more effective I suppose, but they were more likely to read
mine, I think) for the purposes of reading both sides of the story and
making an informed decision. For some reason that seemed to get their
attention and they would generally (after being assured that it was free)
take a flier. The two Staff clams split up so as to defeat my by strength of
numbers (good plan) but I think I caught the majority of people who they
got, and all of those who were walking down the street with the WIS flier
open, reading as they walked. Most people seemed to be interested in reading
my information when I told them it was just amplifying information to what
they had, and that it was best they make an informed decision.
Maybe the cult's shove it in front of everyone tech was more effective, but
I think my manners and reason tech was better at getting my point across.
Some things that popped up in my mind:
At a street corner while we were all happily waiting (well I was happy :)
for traffic to allow us to cross the street, I made a point of telling the
Asian woman scam leafletter that we were not doing this because we hated
them, we were doing this because we felt sorry for them, that they were
being taken advantage of. She smiled (she was always smiling) and nodded,
and, by my guess, ignored every word coming out of my mouth. But she did
have a peasant demeanor, unlike her bitter looking partner or the frizzy
lady at the desk who shooed me out.
When I was handing my flier to a group of gentlemen whom had been gifted
already by the scam members, they remarked how they had only taken the
fliers because they were going to have a Hibachi out, and needed something
to burn. I told them that was the best thing to do with it.
An elderly gentleman with a shirt that said "Handicapped Parking
Enforcement" confronted me at one point and said "OK, tell me why this is a
scam." I told him about bait and switch, how it starts out as a science of
the mind but they keep changing the story, moving on to dead space aliens.
He asked how they were suppose to get your money in the first place and I
replied that they used a "Personality test" to tell you you had problems and
that they were the only one's who could help you. He said "well I don't
think they could get a dime out of me!" and walked off.
Anyway, we quit picketing at about 2 PM, as we knew that by then we had
already earned our marks on the cult's weekly report, which made 2 days in a
row. I'm going on vacation and won't be able to keep our stats up, but I
will return. I have a lot of letters to compose (anyone with any suggestions
please email me or post them) and I plan when I return in a few weeks to get
some business cards printed up for insertion into every scientology book in
public bookstores on the island (as it's fairly safe to say they won't let
me inside to do theirs :)
Thanks to the scam members I was able to get the message out to more
people...foot traffic in front of the org was low, but they led me out to an
area with a few markets, businesses, etc, so I was able to reach a LOT more
people.
Between the two of us, I believe we gave out a bit over 30 fliers. I was
quite busy keeping up with the scammers out where they were.
Although a bit nervous, as this was my first picket, I have to say it was a
LOT of fun. Especially for me, because it was like a game to spot the people
with the WIS fliers and try to protect them by giving out my own. No one
took my picture (and Xenu and I completely forgot about taking our own pics)
no one handled me, or shouted at me. The only real disappointment was in NOT
being able to help them understand what was going on, something my
conscience bothers me about a bit, even though rationally I know I really
had no chance.
I formally request assignment of my SP level from the ARS CC (wdne).
Thank you for reading, Merry Christmas, and Happy Enturbulation!
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Subject: Re: Picket Report - Honolulu, Hawaii
From: Rob_Clark@justice.com (Rob Clark)
Date: Fri, 24 Dec 1999 17:10:03 GMT
Message-ID: <387fa794.503101752@news2.lightlink.com>
On Fri, 24 Dec 1999 00:51:29 -1000, "Erik Xenu's Friend
(www.xenu.net)" wrote:
>teh local walmart has a sign that says "no soliciting"
>I think they'd probably take it the same way and chase you off
http://laws.findlaw.com/US/447/74.html
PRUNEYARD SHOPPING CENTER v. ROBINS, 447 U.S. 74 (1980)
This is a Supreme Court case that upholds the rights of states to give
constitutional protection to free speech activity in places to which
the public is invited, such as the central court of a shopping mall as
occurred in this case.
I would imagine there are even stronger cases supporting such
activities in open-air facilities such as strip malls, so long as
these did not obstruct traffic.
Those "No Soliciting" signs probably only have legal force within the
store itself.
rob