In article <356A367E.6...@micron.net>, wolft...@micron.net says...
> NoScieno wrote:
> > In article <35670900....@micron.net>, wolft...@micron.net says...
> > > *brainwashed
> > <scissor>
> > > Possibly more. Straying too far from these key talking points of ARS
> > > nets one the scorn of his fellow ARS'ers. But to be fair, ARS is near
> > > identical to Scientology in that a small number of posters are
> > > intelligent enough to have opinions and ideas that rise above the
> > > commonality of the mindless majority.
> > You weren't around to witness a huge discussion re' brainwashing that had
> > critics' virtual fingers around each others virtual throats a while back?
> I enjoyed parts of it.
To each their own. I didn't care for it. 'Twas gilding the lily.
> > Oh, yes the argument was very intense at times. A hundred thousand lines
> > at the least, and it branched off into dozens of other subjects, but it's
> > the way usenet is. That is to say, **nothing** like Scientology.
> Really? I was involved with Scn for over two decades. You are wrong.
Sure. I'm wrong and you're an airplane.
> > ARS is
> > the opposite of your assessment. The vast majority of posters possess an
> > intelligence and open-mindedness which allows them to express their ideas
> > while also considering other viewpoints.
> Some do. Some don't.
I'll read that as a grudging agreement of sorts.
> > What you label "the commonality
> > of the mindless majority" is simply the consensus that invariably evolves
> > as a natural consequence.
> Like brainwashing you mean? Or drinking kool-aid at Jonestown?
Curious example insofar as not everyone at Jonestown went willingly. No,
more like "general agreement," as quite distinct from "unquestioning
acceptance," which was my take on your use of the phrase. Look Wolf,
there's a long list of claims that LRH made which he had no foundation
for. From Waterbury's fictitious Montana land holdings on up, reality as
revealed by the historical record falls far short of the CoS' official
LRH biography. The Old Man's life has been *researched*, much to the
dismay of Co$. He was a con man and a liar who never placed anyone's
well-being before his own welfare. As a means to attain his goal of
smashing his name into history and farting through silk for the rest of
his life he created a lie called Dianetics and a con called Scientology.
The Co$ is stuck with that, as are the few Scientologists who are still
sucking the witch's tit, whether or not they still pour their money into
the scam. That's the *consensus* here, okay? Go run that 'til your
needle floats.
> > It's the VFP of the search for truth, just the
> > same as we all agree on Fudd's first Law of Thermodynamics, for instance:
> > "If you push something hard enough it will fall over."
> Ahh.. you used VFP, you must have been SO. Correct me if I'm wrong.
Yeah. If "VFP" infringed anyone's copyright, bill me.
> >Truth has a knack
> > for finding the light of day through free and open communication.
> Truth (whatever that means to you) has no knack whatsoever. People have
> knacks.
Sure truth has a knack (and truth means *what is*, not what is imagined
or pretended). Or do you think we just stumble across it here and there
by chance, as Hubbard claimed he did while having a tooth fixed?
> Many on ARS have a knack for demonizing what they don't
> understand. Others demonize it because they're bored.
Co$ demonizes itself by abusing its welcome wherever it goes.
> Quite a few do so
> becauise they are easily influenced and it matters not what the truth
> is. A very select few on ARS are valid critics of Scn who keep their own
> minds despite the 'consensus' you think they all must inevitably reach.
I suppose you have an idea of what a "valid" critic is; as far as I'm
concerned anyone who expresses an opinion on the work of others is a
critic. If I go see a movie and tell someone what I think of it, I'm a
movie critic.
> > That's
> > what chills the CoS to its core, and why it sends in folks like StanHill,
> > wgert, et al.
> They're so frightened they send in low-level drones? You must feel
> awfully powerful.
I feel awfully free when I read the wgerts. Co$ sends in the drones
because there's not much else they really *can* do about the ARSCC Flap,
is there?
> > Freelance gadflies such as Enzo and yourself can throw all
> > the monkey wrenches you want at Stacy and the other ex-Scns. There is no
> > way you can diminish their credibility.
> Monkey wrenches are my specialty. My interest here is not to dimish the
> credibility of the more outrageous of the idiots who post on ARS,
Cute turn of phrase. Your Bozo Score is in Affluence. May I squeeze
your nose again?
<squeek,squeek>
> but to
> raise the credibility of ARS by pointing out that it has fallen victim
> to your 'consensus' and the consensus blows.
"I think we're all Enzos on this bus."
<squeek,squeek>
Thanks!
Stacy Young raises the credibility of ARS just fine without your
"interest."
> >Your carping rings hollow, Wolf.
But do carry on, there's a future for you on talk-radio.
> I have a knack for annoying people who'd much prefer not to think about
> things.
> Wolf
I have a knack for thinking about things, which annoys people who would
prefer not to believe that they'd wasted 20 years chasing space cooties.
FWIW
Dr. No
P.S. Read this, then play-doh demo why the Co$ hates Gerry Armstrong:
Bare-Faced Messiah by Russell Miller
Introduction
For more than thirty years, the Church of Scientology has vigorously
promoted an image of its founder, L. Ron Hubbard, as a romantic
adventurer and philosopher whose early life fortuitously prepared
him, in the manner of Jesus Christ, for his declared mission to save
the world. The glorification of 'Ron', superman and saviour, required
a cavalier disregard for facts: thus it is that every biography of
Hubbard published by the church is interwoven with lies, half-truths
and ludicrous embellishments. The wondrous irony of this deception is
that the true story of L. Ron Hubbard is much more bizarre, mucb more
improbable, than any of the lies.
Preface
The Revelation of Ron
It was a scene that could have been ripped from the yellowing
pages of the pulp science fiction that L. Ron Hubbard wrote
in the Thirties . . .
A strangely alien group of young people who believe they are
immortal set up a secret base in an abandoned health spa in
the desert in southern California. Fearful of outsiders, they
suspect they have been discovered by the FBI. In a panic, they
begin to destroy any documents that might incriminate their
leader. It is essential they protect him, for they believe he
alone can save the world.
Searching through the top floor of a derelict hotel, one of
their number discovers a stack of battered cardboard boxes and
begins pulling out faded photographs, dog-cared manuscripts,
diaries written in a childish scrawl and school reports. There
are twenty-one boxes in all, each stuffed with memorabilia,
even baby clothes.
The young man rummaging through the boxes is ecstatic. He
is certain he has made a discovery of profound significance,
for all the material documents the early life of his leader.
At last, he thinks, it will be possible to refute all the lies
spread by their enemies. At last it will be possible to prove
to the world, beyond doubt, that his leader really is a genius
and miracle worker . . .
Thus was the stage set for the inexorable unmasking of L. Ron
Hubbard, the saviour who never was.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Gerry Armstrong, the man kneeling in the dust on the top floor
of the old Del Sol Hotel at Gilman Hot Springs that afternoon
in January 1980, had been a dedicated member of the Church of
Scientology for more than a decade. He was logging in Canada
when a friend introduced him to Scientology in 1969 and he was
immediately swept away by its heady promise of superhuman powers
and immortality. During his years as a Scientologist, he had
twice been sentenced to long periods in the Rehabilitation Project
Force, the cult's own Orwellian prison; he had been constantly
humiliated and his marriage had been destroyed, yet he remained
totally convinced that L. Ron Hubbard was the greatest man who
ever lived.
The dauntless loyalty Hubbard inspired among his followers was
tantamount to a form of mind control. Scientology flourished
in the post-war era of protest and uncertainty when young people
were searching for a sense of belonging or meaning to their
lives. Hubbard offered both, promised answers and nurtured an
inner-group feeling of exclusiveness which separated Scientologists
from the real world. Comforted by a sense of esoteric knowledge,
of exaltation and self-absorption, they were ready to follow
Ron through the very gates of Hell if need be.
At the time Armstrong discovered the treasure trove of memorabilia
at Gilman Hot Springs, Hubbard had been in hiding for years.
His location was known only as 'X', but Armstrong knew that
it was possible to get a message to him and he petitioned for
permission to begin researching an official biography, forcefully
arguing that it would prepare the ground for 'universal acceptance'
of Scientology. He saw it as the forerunner of a major motion
picture based on Hubbard's life and the eventual establishment
of an archive in an L. Ron Hubbard Museum.
By then Hubbard was nearly seventy years old and bad lived so
long in a world of phantasmagoria that he was unable to distinguish
between fact and his own fantastic fiction. He believed he
was the teenage explorer, swashbuckling hero, sage and philosopher
his biographies said be was. It was perhaps too late for him
to comprehend that his life, in reality, far outstripped the
fabricated version. He made the leap from penniless science-fiction
writer to millionaire
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