L.Ron Hubbard's Death

L.Ron Hubbard's Death
Author	Robert Vaughn Young Intro by A. Phillips
Type of Article	Category:History of Scientology
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Email	ant.phillips@post8.tele.dk

The Atmosphere and Knowledge in the Freezone around the Time of Ron's Death

By Antony Phillips

I was expelled from the Church of Scientology in 1983. Round about the time of Ron's death (January 24, 1986) there was enormous interest in the FriScientology areas I was in touch with. There was speculation as to whether he was already dead. There was great interest in Pat and Annie Broeker who were well known as being among the very few in direct contact with Ron. When it happened The Mission Holders Conference had been talked about widely. A transcript of it was available, which included examples of extremely unScientological behaviour. Details of Ron's death (the official version) seeped through to us. When Ron's death was announced we had already heard stories about peculiar bodies like the Finance Police and the Watchdog Committee.

With that background I was very sceptical of the version which was sold to us. Refusing an autopsy on religious grounds was quite weird in that I'd never heard of any opinions in Scientology of how bodies were to be disposed of. And in fact I had been to a funeral which Ron conducted and wrote the ceremony for (to be found in The Background and Ceremonies of the Church of Scientology of California, Worldwide ). Here the body (of Ray Kemp's mother) was cremated during the ceremony which is possibly unusual. At that time, in my 30 years of experience of Scientology, I had never heard any particular concern about or interest in what you did with the MEST remains of a human body.

So at the time it we were informed of Ron's death I was pretty sure that it was what has been called "a put up job". There was a lot of speculation on what had really happened. There was also speculation as to whether he had died a few years earlier.

This article needs greatly expanding. Realities that existed in and outside the church were vastly different from what they are at the time of writing this (2017)

Internet at the Time of the Following Article

Internet had not come about during Ron's life (I can't see that he foresaw it). At the time Robert Vaughn Young wrote this article and put it on Internet Internet was in its infancy and very primitive. There were no graphics on Internet. With modern eyes it is perhaps a little difficult to imagine how things would be without graphics. For one thing, can you imagine an Internet without pictures?

You were limited to text characters which appear on an old-fashioned English typewriter that didn't include foreign letters like æ, ø, å, Æ, Å, Ø (of the Danish alphabet for example). Attempts were sometimes made by grouping letters to make a pattern and the predecessor of the smiley was made in the following manner: :- ) which represent two eyes, a nose and a smile (smiley!). ROFL was another attempt to increase the vocabulary, standing for "Rolling On the Floor Laughing" and there were other sets of initials which every regular Internet user was aware of the meaning of.

The letters were one size and one typescript (the one now call courier). So how did you emphasise something? You did it by using all capitals. If a person used all capitals a lot they could risk being accused of shouting! This was what Robert Vaughn Young did in the article below for showing subheadings to his article, and we have changed his all capital letter headings to wiki subheadings with large and small letters of a different size and type style.

The diversity which you see in modern Internet was not there. Initially there were a number of areas called newsgroups which anybody could write to and which concerned a wide variety of subjects which I suppose would in have included things like gardening, care of babies et cetera. There was quite a number in the end, many of them began their names with the word "alt" (I've forgotten what that means – there were many newsgroups with different prefixes and "alt" was one of them). In the Scientology area there were two, alt.religion.scientology, which came first (presumably there were many beginning with the words alt.religion.xxx) . For some reason a free zone newsgroup was set up with the title Alt.Clearing.Technology, and started by Homer Smith, probably because ARS was a sort of church (official) newsgroup. At that time, after the many departures from the church, there was a search for an alternative name for using the Scientology auditing technology and "Clearing" was one of the names suggested. Shortly after newsgroups started individual lists started, which were run by an individual and you had to join them (you couldn't just barge in without having joined). Homer also started a list which he called Clear L (L standing for list) and this was set up so that if you wrote something as a member of Clear L to Clear L it was automatically posted on to ACT.

Introduction to Robert Vaughn Young Article

The article below from 1998 has been passed on to me with the following introductory material

A little something from Robert Vaughn Young:

RVY recalls the death of LRH:

For years Robert Vaughn Young rubbed shoulders with the more elite echelon in the CoS organization. Since leaving Scientology in 1989, he has been an avowed and outspoken critic of the CoS, and has testified as an expert witness at several trials. (To read one of his affidavits, click here.) He has been - at times -a regular poster to the USENET newsgroup alt.religion.scientology, where he has offered invaluable insight into the inner workings of the CoS. He is also an accomplished and gifted writer, as the following will attest.

RVY was actively involved in the events surrounding Hubbard's death, but it is only within the last few years that he has begun to doubt the 'official' version of what happened during January, 1986. In a recent post to alt.religion.scientology, he offered this intriguing tale of his own investigation into the death of LRH.

Additionally I got this data: "RVY -- was a GO guy, in San Francisco to begin with. He was deeply involved with Snow White. -- He is dead from cancer -- He wrote some of Battlefield Earth".

Added by Antony 5th April 2021: The article by Robert Vaughn Young on battered women is at: http://www.freezoneearth.org/HolyCows/articles/28vaughnabuse.htm . it is definitely a MUST for those who wonder why people go back to the Scientology Org and battered women go back to the person who battered them.

Wikipedia entry on Robert Vaughn Young is at: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robert_Vaughn_Young

From a post by Robert Vaughn Young (September 2, 1998):

Hubbard's Death

By Robert Vaughn Young†

When Hubbard died, everything changed. (duh) I went to the death site (his ranch at Creston, near San Luis Obispo CA) that night along with David Miscavige and some attorneys. Since none of us - including Miscavige - had ever been there before, we were met at a restaurant by Pat Broeker who took us to the ranch. We arrived at perhaps 4 a.m. (Hubbard was found dead at about 8 p.m. I was told at 10 p.m. We left LA at perhaps 1 a.m. I wasn't always watching the clock, given the circumstances.)

What's amusing in the cult's attempt to DA (dead agent) me their saying that I went to the ranch along with some gardeners and cooks. Right. Gardeners and cooks were the first to be rushed up that night, before the authorities were called or the body taken away. ROFL)! Don't you just love these guys!

Creston ( A property owned by LRH near San Luis Obispo where LRH died – Ed [of earlier version]) was where the story was put together that he had moved on to the next level of research, or however it was worded, when it was announced at the Palladium and to the world. The event was so carefully constructed that no one noticed that something essential was missing, but I’ll get to that in a moment. But during The Event, I stayed at the ranch to deal with any media who might show up or call. None did and less than 48 hours later, the Challenger space shuttle blew up, bumping news of his death and any serious questions from the media. I was monitoring the TV news via a satellite dish and watched it happen and reported it. While the rest of the world was in shock, DM was happy because we had been bumped from the news. But that is how one comes to view the world at that echelon.

†Another article by Robert Vaughn Young is at the following link: http://freezoneearth.org/HolyCows/articles/28vaughnabuse.htm

The Newberry Ranch

I later moved to another ranch Hubbard owned, at Newberry Springs, east of Barstow CA and stayed there for a couple of months. Hubbard never visited it (it was merely a fallback location for him) and I never did see that anyone learned about this one, even the media. I guess they were all hung up on the Creston property, near San Luis Obispo, where he died.

The most lasting benefit of my stay at Newberry was that that was where I stopped smoking. One day DM, Mitoff, Pat Broeker, Mike Eldridge and I were sitting around and we all agreed to stop smoking although Broeker was the only non-smoker. Mitoff had a horrible time of it. He ended up on Skoal Bandits, spitting disgustingly into a bucket while driving back and forth to LA, and also addicting me to the little cusses. In the end, I was the only one who stopped, making me wish we had put some money in a pool.

In the months I spent between the Creston and Newberry ranches, Pat and I became good friends. He had been Hubbard's closest and most trusted aide and confidante for those final years. With what I already knew about Hubbard, Pat and I had the greatest talks. Sometimes Pat and I were the only ones at the ranch, so we would chat while moving horses or going to town to shop. I began to learn about the life Hubbard had led while in hiding for those last years, moving between towns in the Bluebird bus and finally settling down in Creston. (BTIAS ))

The Struggle Starts – Who Will Replace Hubbard?

Meanwhile, a power struggle was brewing to see who would take control of Scientology and Newberry was the place where many of the discussions occurred while DM stayed either in LA or in Hemet. (Jesse will have something to say about that someday because he was seriously involved in the ensuing explosion.) It would result in a number of people fleeing (such as Jesse) ) or going to the RPF (such as me).

A key element in the power struggle was Hubbard's last message to the rank-and-file. Those who were in the cult back in 1986-87 will remember this incident. It was a message from Hubbard that was issued as a Sea Org directive. It said goodbye, wishing them well and establishing a new rank/position called Loyal Officer or LO. (The term is taken from OT3.) Pat was to be the LO1 and his wife Annie was to be LO2 and it basically turned the management of the Sea Org over to them. And since the SO ran Scientology, that meant they were at the top of the heap. DM was not mentioned in the directive. It later was issued to all staff - with DM's approval and authority - reduced in size and put in a small frame with a photo of Hubbard for the desk of every staff member.

In the meantime, Pat began to slowly take control. I would often get phone calls from him. He would never identify himself on the phone, going back to his years of tight security, but merely would say, "Hi, it's me."

I won't try to give the details of the ensuing power struggle because I was in LA and it was happened at Creston, Newberry and Hemet. (I leave it to Jesse, who was there.) But the outcome was that Miscavige won. And typical of any political coup, there was a sudden purge as he consolidated his power. Anyone DM thought might be a friend of Broeker's who would pose a threat were sent to Scientology's equivalent of Lubayanka Prison or Siberia: the RPF, so I went. For 16 months and three escape attempts.

Now here is where it gets interesting, folks.

Miscavige Cancels Hubbard's Message

While I was on the RPF, a directive came out from Miscavige saying the supposed final message from Hubbard that named Broeker was a forgery by Broeker and it was being canceled. That same day, Annie Broeker appeared on the RPF. This was not the Annie I had come to know. What stumbled into the RPF was a completely broken person. She was pale and hollow and her eyes were empty. There was no mistaking it. She had been broken and only now was she being thrown away into the trash heap called the RPF. Even then, she was kept under guard, just to be sure.

Two Important Omitteds

With the cancellation of the message from Hubbard, there were now two vital things missing that were 100% Hubbard and 100% standard tech and yet no one seemed to notice or, if they did, no one dared to remark on it. But then, as Hubbard correctly pointed out, the hardest thing to notice is the thing that is omitted.

What was now missing was (1) something from Hubbard to all Scientologists saying goodbye and what he was doing and (2) something that passed his hat, which is one of the most basic tenets in the organization. They had been missing at the event announcing his death but with the cancellation by Miscavige, they were missing more than ever.

Where Was Hubbard's Message?

One does not require much knowledge about L. Ron Hubbard to know that it would be completely unlike him to simply leave - especially if the story about his going off to do more research were true - and not leave a message. So if he HAD left as Scientologists were told, where was the message if the other was a forgery?

But perhaps more importantly, where was the hat turnover? I don't mean the volumes of policies and bulletins. I mean something that says, I hereby appoint Joe Blow to take over as... Would Hubbard leave the planet and not pass on the command? Hardly.

Or, let's put it in one of the most basic tenets from Hubbard: if it isn't written, it isn't true.

(Note: Hubbard's will was hardly a Scientology hat turnover and has not been issued to the rank and file as policy.)

So the question became (to those of us who wondered), if the LO directive was a forgery, where was the real one? Where were Hubbard's wishes IN WRITING?

Miscavige Had Nothing from Hubbard

Of course, DM never provided anything and no one was willing to ask and risk being sent to the RPF with the rest of us. He said it was a forgery and that was that. End of discussion.

For the rest of my stay in the cult, Pat Broeker was never mentioned because, in the cult, you learn what to not talk about. Pat became what in Orwell's "1984" is a non-person. He had been written out of history, with anyone who cared (such as me) being sent to the RPF or interrogated (security checked) until they got the point, which meant (per the head on a pike policy) that everyone else got the message.

So without a shred of WRITTEN evidence from Hubbard and by canceling what even DM had first agreed was from Hubbard, Miscavige was now in control while Broeker had disappeared.

Can you say, "coup"?

But hold on! It gets better.

Reading the Material Anew

After Stacy and I fled the cult in 1989, I put it all behind me. I simply wanted my life back and the last thing I needed was to think about the cult. They had taken enough of my life without my adding more. But after a couple of years of drying out, Stacy and I were invited to help with some legal cases and this gave us a chance to handle the material that once handled us. We could now read Hubbard and TALK about the material, which is completely forbidden in the cult. It was like back-flushing a radiator and watching what comes out.

I came across a copy of Miscavige's cancellation of Hubbards final message and I began to kick it around with Stacy. As we talked, I started to comment on the various little oddities, starting with the cancellation itself. I began to remember a few others that I had packed away at the time. We were having a conversation that Sea Org staff could no more do than a loyal Communists might question the a change of power in the Kremlin, and for the same reasons.

An "Acceptable Truth" Is Fed Scientologists

In the weeks and months that followed, I couldn't shake the events surrounding Hubbard's death and DM's takeover. Little oddities took on forms like pieces of a jig saw puzzle. I felt like an amnesiac trying to recover his memory yet what was there to recover? I was there at the ranch. I was there when Hubbard's body was taken out. I was there when the execs were called up the ranch and told to get an event together, but not being told why. I was there when the attorneys reported his death and then scurried to get the body through the coroner. Etc, etc, etc. So what was the problem? Yeah, the next higher level of research story was the sort of pap we used to feed the rank-and-file all the time but it wasn't as if we LIED to them. (Sort of the way Clinton said he didn't LEGALLY lie.) We didn't LEGALLY lie, did we?

Per Hubbard's policy, they were given an "acceptable truth" because of "the greatest good for the greatest number of dynamics." What that means in plain speak was that there would be panic and disaffection in the ranks if it was thought that Hubbard - the OT of all OTs, of course - was not at cause over life and death. If the tech couldn't help him, how could it help others? That was the myth that had to be protected at all costs and that was what the story did when his death was announced. It fed the myth that everyone so wanted to believe. (And it kept the money coming in.)

Working With Puzzle Pieces

While in the cult, I had done a lot of investigative reporting and some of the best I did was working on some of the CIA's mind control documents created under the code name MK ULTRA. When the CIA released them, much was blanked out and working with a team of people hand-selected by Stacy, we went through documents that the media had skipped past because they were so fragmentary and so heavily deleted. In one file, for example, there were receipts for the installation of mufflers on a 1953 Mercury, a tiny battery-powered motor, elevator tickets to the Empire State Building, nose plugs, a receipt for someone to attend a Microscropy convention, etc.

Bit by bit, we struggled to give them meaning until one piece cracked another, like breaking a code. We came up with the experiment and got national news on Operation Big City where bacillus were released (through the mufflers) to test for bacterial warfare. (The elevator tickets were so agents could go up and measure the amount of released bacteria.) It is a story the cult still likes to cite, along with several others I did for them, under my byline in the Freedom rag. Since then, per Orwell, my name has been deleted, of course.

Pouring over those heavily deleted CIA documents was how I felt like while I chewed on the oddities around Hubbard's death, such as nothing in writing from him, Broeker missing, the fact that Denk (Hubbard's physician at the time of death) had also disappeared, Annie's appearance and little things that I had seen and learned at the ranch.

The Blue Flash

And then it hit me. It was what Hubbard calls a blue flash, the sudden insight.

Hubbard didn't die.

He was killed.

I fell back in my chair, completely stunned. In all of the years since 1986, I had never once considered that possibility. Even with my being long out of the cult and directing criticism at various practices and policies, the thought had never crossed my mind that Hubbard might have been killed.

I got a sheet of paper and began to take notes, my heart pounding and my breathing hurried. That nagging feeling had turned into an adrenaline rush that I couldn't explain.

Who was there at the Creston ranch when Hubbard died?

• Pat Broeker - MIA)

• Annie Broeker - broken, under their control.

• Two Scientology ranch hands. While trusted to work on the ranch, I came to see how much they were kept out of the loop.(

• Gene Denk - Hubbard's personal physician. (And mine).

Small world.) Denk had disappeared for a year after the death, which was one of those oddities, before returning to his practice up the street from the main Hollywood complex.

End of list, a too-short list so I started to add who went up that night in the three-car caravan that included DM, some attorneys and a couple of us "gardeners and cooks." Nothing there.

I looked at the list. Pat Broeker was the only possibility, if he was out and alive. For all I knew, he was dead or locked up somewhere and in a mental state that approximated cold oatmeal. There was no middle ground. He wouldn't have been given a safe back-lines job or I would have heard about it.

Searching for Broeker

So how would I find Pat Broeker, if he was alive? I racked my memory, trying to dig out some clue he might have given me in the months that we were together but I came up with nothing. My tendency to not inquire about a person's personal life had just sold me short. I didn't even know what state he was from. Who might? Who would know where he came from or where he was born? I needed some clue to start the search and the problem was the security that Pat used for his job. He had explained to me how any trace of him had been wiped out, to ensure that no one could find Hubbard by finding him. Plus if Pat had escaped or fled, he was skilled enough to hide from any search as that was what he had been doing for years to hide Hubbard from the authorities.

I finally remembered one location he told me about and sent a message there saying that I was trying to reach him but no reply came. After a few months I sent another and waited. The months turned into nearly a year and I basically gave up until one day when the phone rang.

"Hello?" I said.

"Hi," came a voice. "It's me."

I paused, saying nothing.

"Pat?" I finally said with some incredulity. "Is that you?"

"Yeah," he said, with what I swear was a twinkle in his voice. "How are you?"

What a question!

Rinder Wakes up

Let's jump ahead a few years when I was in a deposition in Denver, in the FACTNet case). The usual goon squad was there, including Mike Rinder, who proudly heads up the criminal Dept. 20 where Scientology's felons are produced. Rinder was struggling to stay awake in the corner while the cult attorney was going through a list of names, wanting to know if I had spoken with any of them. Rinder's head was bobbing as the attorney asked monotonously, "Pat Broeker?"

I glanced at Rinder. I had to enjoy this one.

"Yes," I said.

I couldn't have gotten a faster reaction with a bucket of water. Rinder jumped awake and looked at me in shock, fear and hatred. I smiled.

The questions about my involvement with Broeker were routine, from a list that they asked for each person I named but Broeker wasn't routine. They soon stopped to take a break. Like the good sock puppet that he is, Rinder dashed out of the room, obviously to call DM. (I so wish I could have watched DM's face too.) About 15 minutes later, Rinder returned and shoved some questions at the attorney and the depo continued. But little was gained and not one question was asked about what Pat might have told me about Hubbard's death, if he had at all. They clearly didn't want it on the record, under oath. I found it amusing, this great powerful cult was so terrified of the subject, not to mention Broeker.

So let me tell you a little bit about Pat: he's doing fine and his sense of humor has improved. End of a little bit.

The Coroner's Report

Now lets back up a tad, before Pat and I spent several days together, going over old times. I went to San Luis Obispo, the county seat for where Hubbard died. It was there that I got the full coroner's report from a very friendly deputy sheriff[[1]]. I poured over the pages and noticed that something called Vistaril was found in Hubbard's blood. Since the cause of death was a stroke, I assumed it was a stroke medication so I didn't bother further. Several days later, I called a physician friend and was going over the documents and the medical language.

"By the way,? I asked casually, "what's Vistaril?"

"A psychiatric tranquilizer," he answered matter-of-factly.

I nearly dropped the phone.

"Excuse me," I said in near-shock, "but what did you say?"

"Vistaril is a psychiatric tranquilizer, usually injected through the buttocks."

I flipped to the document where the Coroner had examined Hubbard's body. I read it to my friend, about the needle puncture wounds found on the left buttock, under a band-aid. "Could that be the Vistaril shots," I asked.

"Probably," he said. "That's where they are usually given."

I looked at the Coroner's report and the blood sample report.

Holy shit, I said to myself, in my best French. Holy fucking shit.

The Autopsy Is Prohibited

I pulled out another document, signed by Hubbard. It prohibited any autopsy of his body on religious grounds, which was legally binding on officials. DM and attorney Earle Cooley had shoved it at the coroner to stop him, leaving him to take only blood samples, which turned up the Vistaril.

So, I thought, L. Ron Hubbard, the man who fought psychiatry since 1950 and who railed against the dangers of any psychiatric drugs had died with them in his brain while signing a new last will.

Plus even the coroner was suspicious of the will as it had been signed by Hubbard just before he died. Coincidences like that tend to make coroner's worry. (I wonder what the coroner would have thought had he known that Denk was gambling at Lake Tahoe when Hubbard had his stroke, as several people can attest. The impression the coroner had was that Denk was "in attendence" with Hubbard not only at death but was there at the stroke, having stayed at the ranch for months. Hmmm....)

I fell back in my chair, trying to catch my breath.

Outpoints? What Outpoints?

Okay, I said to myself, let’s see if we understand this. Hubbard signs a will while on the psychiatric tranquilizer Vistaril and then dies. The coroner cannot conduct an autopsy because Hubbard also signed a paper (also while on Vistaril?) prohibiting an autopsy on religious grounds. The Scientologist doctor who was in attendance (except when he went to Lake Tahoe and Hubbard had the stroke) signs the death certificate as the physician attending to Hubbard and then disappears for a year. Then even though David Miscavige has nothing else in writing from Hubbard, he cancels Hubbard's last message and hat transfer to trusted aide Broeker and ousts Broeker, who disappears while his wife is turned into a compliant vegetable, leaving DM in charge.

Nope, nothing wrong here, I facetiously thought. No outpoints, borrowing Hubbard's word for oddities.

I had to take a walk.

Starting With A Title

I don't know when it was but I clearly remember a particular moment when I sat down at my computer keyboard. I am one of those writers who needs either the opening words of the article or a working title in order to really start. I had a working title, not for an article, but a book, and I typed it out. Then I leaned back in my chair, took a deep breath and read it. It said, "Who Killed L. Ron Hubbard?"

I leaned back and my eyes roamed over each word and letter. I took in the question and then the words and letters and back to the question. I even digested the tiny pixels on the screen, as if I hoped the answer would leap from the phosphorescence but nothing changed but the black cursor blinking at me, almost mocking my effort. Yes, I thought, it is a pretentious question but it was the one I had to try to answer, if there was an answer.

Then I had the exact moment for the opening words. It was on the night that Terri Gamboa - former Executive Director of Author Services, Inc. and now out of Scientology - called me to DM's office where I was told that Hubbard had died and that I would be going to his ranch.

The Writing Starts

I leaned towards the keyboard and began to write. To my amazement, the words and the scene poured out effortlessly. I wasn't striving for literature. I merely had to capture the scene.

As the cursor flitted across the screen, I began to remember how it happened that night and into the days that followed. There was more that I needed to remember but for now, this would do. Let it roll, I told myself. Let it roll. It was as if I was regaining myself.

Perhaps six or so hours later, I finally stopped, exhausted and sufficiently satisfied for the moment. But even then, I found it difficult to sleep as my mind kept returning to the ranch, Broeker, DM, the RPF, the Challenger disaster, Newberry, the ambulance taking away his body. I was searching for pieces of a puzzle that had no comprehension.

And how could I possibly answer the question?

-from a post by Robert Vaughn Young (writer@eskimo.com)

Temporary Postscript by Antony Phillips

In asking for help with this article a correspondent sent the following:

I have read through a second time your article on lrhs death.

It seems very interesting. My only comment as I mentioned before is that it has no ending and just seems to end abruptly and I wonder why.

If you are going to publish it I think it needs some comment about the ending.

I am very much aware of this problem. I have one more article by Robert Vaughn Young (about the preparation of Ron's book Battlefield Earth) and I remember there is one more very good article he issued at the time which I do not have in my possession. It concerned in detail his arrival after leaving (blowing from) Scientology staff to a small island community in the USA and at a local "pub" he was asked by a woman why he stayed so long. He attempted to answer by giving the analogy of a beaten up woman failing to leave her husband. at that point the woman held up her hands in a sort of stop gesture and said something like "Say no more! I stayed so many years with a suppressive husband"

There is humour in Robert Vaughn Young's articles much of which will be missed by people who do not have a background in things that were going on at that time. I can mention some that I am aware of in which I have a suspicion very few are aware of today. They are: the Finance Police, the Finance Dictator, the Watchdog committee. All new posts and institutions in the Scientology organisation which we "splinters" heard off with a certain amount of incredulity: "have things got that mad?" Was the sort of feeling in the group.

I do not know whether records of this and similar most peculiar things still exist. Also at that time we heard of the struggle for power within the church ending up in the making of Pat and Annie Broeker into non-people (in a similar way to Mary Sue Hubbard).

I spent many hours doing the research for the article on Scientolipedia on Jack Horner[2]. Somehow I no longer have that amount of time available. Can I pass the hat or whatever you like to call it on to others? For this really is an appeal for some one or some group to get to work and patch up an article covering that sort of thing. The longer we wait the less chances there are of patching up the story and filling the gaps apparent to newcomers in the above article.

References

The following links give some ideas of some of the experiences some have had when connected to official Scientology at various times and places.
The Takeover – Mike Goldstein's experience [3]
Account of Mission Holders Conference [4]

2. a separation occurs between the thetan and the body. However, he takes old facsimiles, energy phenomena and bric-a-brac that he feels he cannot do without, with him and attaches it to the next body he picks up. (PAB 130)...more

The corporation the owns and controls Scientology Orgs. (HCO PL 9 Mar 72I)

1. a coined word, meaning matter, energy, space and time, the physical universe. All physical phenomena may be considered as energy operating in space and time. The movement of matter or energy in time is the measure of space. All things are mest except theta. (Abil 114-A)...More

The application of Scientology processes and procedures to someone by a trained auditor. (Dianetics & Scientology Technical Dictionary (C) 1975)

The methods of application of an art or science as opposed to mere knowledge of the science or art itself. (HCOB 13 Sep 65) Abbr. tech

Undergo processing. (Science of Survival, p.75)

L. Ron Hubbard

A position from which a terminal operates in an org, where one knows that somebody is at. (FO 2200)

Abbreviation for 1. Guardian's Office. (Modern Management Technology Defined (C) 1976). The Guardian's Office handles certain publics which are its sole responsibility. These publics are as follows: press relations, government relations, special Guardian group relations, opposition group relations, troublesome relations. (BPL 20 May 70 I)

That basic outness found which will lead to a recovery of stats. (HCO PL 13 Oct 70 II)

Short for organization. (HCO PL 8 Sept 69)

-v. Slang unauthorized departure from an area. (HCOB 19 Jun 71 II)

Abbreviation for 1. Rehabilitation Project Force. (Modern Management Technology Defined (C) 1976). The Rehabilitation Project Force has been created by the Commodore so that redemption can occur. (FO 3434)

Abbreviation for Sea Organization. (Modern Management Technology Defined (C) 1976).

Abbreviation for Sea Organization. (Modern Management Technology Defined (C) 1976).

Abbreviation for technology. The methods of application of an art or science as opposed to mere knowledge of the science or art itself. (HCOB 13 Sep 65)

A hat therefore designates particular status and duties in an organization. (HCO PL 22 Sept 70)...more

a problem is postulate-counter-postulate, terminal-counter-terminal, force-counter-force. It’s one thing versus another thing. You’ve got two forces or two ideas which are interlocked of comparable magnitude and the thing stops right there. All right, now with these two things one stuck against the other you get a sort of a timelessness, it floats in time. (SH Spec 82, 6111C21) 2 . a problem is a postulate-counter-postulate resulting in indecision. That is the first manifestation of problems, and the first consequence of a problem is indecision. (SH Spec 27, 6107C11) 3 . a multiple confusion. (SH Spec 26X, 6107C03) 4 . an intention counter-intention that worries the preclear. (HCOB 23 Feb 61) 5 . a problem is the conflict arising from two opposing intentions. A present time problem is one that exists in present time, in a real universe. (HCOB 3 Jul 59) 6 . something which is persisting, the as-is-ness of which cannot be attained easily. (PRO 16, 5408CM20)

there could be said to be eight urges (drives, impulses) in life. These we call dynamics. These are motives or motivations. We call them the eight dynamics. The first dynamic -is the urge toward existence as one’s self. Here we have individuality expressed fully. This can be called the self dynamic...more

Operating Thetan - 7. this state of being is attained by drills and familiarity after the state of Clear has been obtained. A real OT has no reactive bank, is cause over matter, energy, space, time and thought and is completely free. (HCOB 12 Jul 65)...More

3. a network of communications and pictures, energies and masses, which are brought into being by the activities of the thetan versus the physical universe or other thetans. The mind is a communication and control system between the thetan and his environment. (FOT, p. 56)...MORE

the whole sum of past by-passed charge. (HCOB 19 Aug 63)

1. another part of the nervous system which receives and sends impulses to the body parts. (SPB) 2. a neuro-shock absorber. It has very little to do with thinking. (SH Spec 75, 6608C16) 3. a very mechanical rattletrap sort of a switchboard that’s been thrown together by you in order to translate thought into action and to coordinate energy. (5203CM03B)

1. harmful energy or force accumulated and stored within the reactive mind, resulting from the conflicts and unpleasant experiences that a person has had. Auditing discharges this charge so that it is no longer there to affect the individual. (Scn AD)..more

A position from which a terminal operates in an org, where one knows that somebody is at. (FO 2200)

The Guardian's Office handles certain publics which are its sole responsibility. These publics are as follows: press relations, government relations, special Guardian group relations, opposition group relations, troublesome relations. (BPL 20 May 70 I) Abbr. GO

Hubbard Communications Office Policy Letter (HCO PL 24 Sept 70R)