Like a lot of individuals who decide to experience Scientology, I began with the Communications Course. The concept made plenty of sense. I figured it would be some kind of intensive public speaking class. Not that I needed it; or so I thought.
I had just completed a public speaking course at the local community college, during which I delivered a forty-five minute speech to the class as a final exam. However, the innocuous but somewhat tedious "free personality test" informed me that I was inadequate as a communicator and therefore the the "results" of the test pointed me to the Communications Course.
What harm could it do? Certainly it was a little strange that the nice little man selling me on the course was completely inarticulate, but hey, who's perfect? Maybe he was new at this. Or perhaps communication was his weak point as well. One thing immediately struck me as incongruent: The manner in which is hand gestures failed to correspond to anything he was saying, as though he was gesticulating to prove to me how good of a communicator he was.
I was slightly annoyed by the staff members who were obviously eavesdropping. There were no females aside from the large woman who sat at the front desk and the males that were there seemed awfully similar in mannerism to the "Trekkies" I knew in High School. The one who was to administer my course had zig-zagged sideburns and high water pants.
Three times I was reminded about the "donations" being tax deductible. It was weird that he failed to see that I was already "sold" on the course and had my credit card in hand. He just kept insisting that I understood that point. Anyway, I was getting hungry so I got up to leave and scheduled time for my first day in the course room.
Everyone seemed so excited to meet me that I left feeling slightly guilty for not reciprocating. I felt so fake. Like I wasn't trying hard enough or something. But then, religious people always made me feel that way. I just never understood the need to appear happy and blessed all the time. Human beings have a broad spectrum of emotion and to live in denial of the darker "tones" seemed futile to me.
The course and the associated books only costed what I would have spent on a typical night out, so the risk seemed justified. As I walked out to my car the older staff members were already outside on a cigarette break. That in itself seemed out of place. I looked to them as clergy in a modern religious system which supposedly teaches its adherents to overcome dangerous addictions.
But maybe that was just my latent cynicism coming out. The personality test did describe as cynical and covertly hostile. So I set my critical thinking faculties aside and determined to press foward.
Introduction: Awakening From The Nightmare
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Escape From Scientology
After being trapped in an abusive relationship with Scientology, I'm finally free. My escape was only made possible thanks to the hard work of the cyber-activism of Anonymous. I want to explain to the general public how an otherwise intelligent and well adjusted person can get caught up in Scientology's web of deceit. There truly is something evil in that the "Church" manipulates the basic psychology of its members/ victims in a way that is nearly impossible to escape until it's too late. It is also my opinion that they operate with the malign intent to not only drain their members emotionally, deprive them intellectually, but also to keep them oppressed financially. I am publishing an account of how Scientology robbed me of my life; of the jobs I lost, the friends who abandoned me, and worse, the time that I lost while indentured as an unwitting servant in this international criminal enterprise. It sounds almost unbelievable until you wake up to the reality of destructive cults in our midst. Think Jonestown, the Moonies, or the Raelians. These are all above ground cults which flourish in our mostly enlightened society. But they are only the tip of the iceberg. Not all cults need publicity to survive. Most thrive under the cover of darkness. It is my view that Scientology falls within the latter category; that the majority of their activities happen in the dark, paranoid, and secret world dreamed up by the charismatic confidence trickster, L. Ron Hubbard. I want to thank each and every Anonymous hero for your role in my awakening and to thank you for allowing me to present my story here. Sarah X |
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Liar. You're obviously just trying to sell a book.
ReplyDeleteGet a life, Magoo-Clone.