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Subject: An
Evening at the Palm: Enturbulation in Philadelphia
Date: 08/27/99
Last night,
August 26th I enjoyed a lovely dinner with Bob Minton, Stacy Brooks,
Rod Keller, and Ken Dandar at the Palm, the restaurant at the Park
Hyatt (nee Bellevue Stratford) Hotel in Philadelphia
We were done
with our food (which was quite delicious), and sitting around at
our table, enjoying each others' company, when suddenly a woman
came over to the table, put her hand on my shoulder, said "Charlotte
Kates!", turned around to her male companion and said, "Let's
go." I pointed in their general direction as they left, explaining
that that was Helene Furlong, the Field Control Secretary at Philly
org, got up and followed them out, calling "Helena!" Stacy
followed me and Bob followed her as we met the two of them outside.
Helene was accompanied by a public named Leo, who introduced himself
to us as Helene explained that she'd heard "some pretty bad
things" about me. I asked her what Tim and Bruce (Lomas and
Thompson, DSA and DSA PRO, respectively) had said about me--she
said "not Tim and Bruce," but then she couldn't name who
*else* it had been...
She asked me
what had happened, and why I'd left Scn. So I told her. I explained
to her about what I'd learned on the Internet. She said that I was
stopping people from going free--and I told her that I have a webpage.
It provides information. It doesnt *stop* anyone's free choice to
be a scn, and I have the choice to give information about that.
I told her that I hadn't told any lies, and I didn't hate Scientologists--that
what I, and other critics, were saying is the truth, and she could
find out for herself if I was spreading hate by going to www.offlines.org
and actually reading what I have to say rather then getting it filtered
through OSA. We had an interesting chat, and then Stacy began to
explain about her experiences at Int Mgmt, and David Miscavige.
Helena took Leo's arm a few times and told him "We have to
leave," but Leo stayed to listen to our answers, and ask more
questions. He asked Stacy and I if we missed the tech--to which
Stacy replied that no tech is worth having to give up everything
else. He told me he was sorry I wasn't on staff anymore, as Helena
convinced him to go. Hands were shaken all around.
We went back
inside the hotel, discussing whether or not this was an extremely
bizarre coincidence, and headed up to Stacy's room, where after
a bit of discusssion about the Philly Org, we decided to place a
call to Tim Lomas, our local DCA. Bob called the Org and asked for
Tim, identifying himself as "Mike Rinder." When Tim got
on the phone, Bob passed it to Stacy, who discussed working with
David Miscavige, and advised Tim that she was calling him as she
was sure a KR wouldn't get through to him. She asked if he would
talk to me-- he wouldn't--but he'd talk to Bob, so Bob chatted with
Tim for a bit, then handed the phone back to Stacy, who convinced
Tim to talk to me. (I must say, I was somewhat insulted that my
one-time friend would rather talk with the infamous Bob Minton than
with me.) Tim asked me if we all were doing a 1.1 tone-scale drill
on him, and then advised me that he'd "see me real soon."
I asked him when and where this would be, to which he had no answer.
Rod spoke with Tim next--and when he asked how his father was doing,
of if he'd spoken with him lately, Tim replied, "Get out of
my life, you little fuck!" and told Rod that "you can
all drop dead." Tim spoke to Stacy once again after that incident,
then hung up on her. I headed home for the night after that phone
call--but Tim must have been quite mad, since 6 picketers showed
up at the Park Hyatt this morning to picket Bob and Stacy with new
orange-and-white signs. So far, no sightings at my house or Rod's...but
maybe, at least, Helena and Leo might think a bit about what they've
heard, read for *themselves* on the Internet, and check out a few
of those URLs.
Charlotte
L. Kates CLKates@aol.com
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