Anonymous Raid On Gold Base Turns Violent

This was my first protest at Gold and it seemed to be a routine one (well, as routine as a protest with 100db creepy organ music going on in the background could possibly be).

We got there around noon and tried to take the Scilons by surprise. Myself and Xenubarb jumped out of the van and started filming the guard shack (there was nothing else going on that we could see). About 15 minutes later, they started up the organ music and had pulled the shades down in the guard shack.

We called the cops after we arrived as a courtesy and so did the Scilons. When they showed up, I was confronted by a cop who told me that it would make his job easy if I gave him my name (I was wearing a mask). I told him no, even though he asked me several times. It was this same cop that eventually arrested AnonOrange (which is kind of funny, since I basically told him in so many words that I knew he was working for the scilons. He tried, not very convincingly, to pretend to be upset by my insinuation).

Fast forward several hours (I’ll relate details of our successful enturbulating later) and we were getting ready to leave. The scilon security vehicle that had been going back and forth parking next to our vehicle was next to our van again. There was also another car parked on the side of the road (which turned out to be another scilon security vehicle, some cheap Toyata ecomony car), that AnonOrange spotted on side of the road. He said to me, “that car looks suspicious, I’m going to check it out.” Meanwhile, I was checking on the rest of our group, which was coming down the hill from Golden Era Productions, to make sure they had all our stuff.

When I glanced back the other way, I saw a bald security guard running across the dirt road where the scilon security vehicle was and heard loud yelling. Camera in hand, I ran over as fast as I could and saw three scilon security goons who had AnonOrange pinned down in the dirt. One of them had his knee planted on AnonOrange’s neck and was forcing his face down into the dirt. AnonOrange was pleading with them to let him up and let him breathe. I was faced with an extremely difficult dilemma; get involved and try and pull them off of AnonOrange, get in a fight and possibly get namefagged or keep the camera rolling and document this shit. God help me, I decided to go with the camera option, figuring maybe I could talk some sense into these wackos.

I’m working on editing the video and will have it up as quickly as I can.

In the meantime, I’ll summarize what you’re going to see.

I told the scilons that this video is going straight onto YouTube, so they’d better think about what they’re doing. The main one, Danny, who’d been surveilling our vehicle all day, told me that AnonOrange had trespassed onto their private property and they were making a citizen’s arrest. I told him that they did not have the authority to try and restrain AnonOrange in the manner that they were (they were trying to tie him up with plastic ties, wtf??). They said that he and I were on private property and that I should leave. I said I wasn’t going to leave without AnonOrange.

At one point, AnonOrange yelled out for us to get his camera. XenuBarb made a go of it and tried to get it. The scilons went after her and I got involved (I wasn’t going to stand by for that), pushing them away from her. They slammed her up against their Toyota, which you will see on the video.

I called out to I’mglib and RIF to call the cops, who took forever to show up. When they did, they arrested AnonOrange for trespassing and gave the scilons a pass (big surprise, given that the cop who showed up for this was in their pocket from the get-go).

More details (promise) to follow.

More videos will be posted soon, but this is pretty good already.

Hurray for assault and kidnapping! LRH tech delivers.

Bah!

Woke up feeling sick, went right back to bed. Slept through the protests, goddamn it. :(

Damn you roomies. YOU did this to me, with your bacteria and your fever and your throwing up willy-nilly.

At least I got my revenge on a certain vomiting roomie who shall not be named (except that her nickname is Rah and she's Rah). After she blew chunks of spinach tuna sandwich puree out'n her nose double-barrel style last night, I performed a scientific experiment on her to see if snorting a bowl of saline solution (1 teaspoon Kosher salt to 2 cups warm water) would wash the residue out of her sinuses.

You would not believe her face when she tested my idea. It was like something out of a "Miracle of Life" video. Worked like a charm though.

Thanks to aforementioned feeling like crap, I'm going to be late again with the update. MEH!

And Still More Scientological Failure

Belgium Scientology Org Raided, Shut Down By Authorities

And it took all day to upload them, but here are the videos I promised:













I'm still so completely exhausted from the protest. I slept like 12 hours and woke up feeling like it was time to go to bed and fall right to sleep. It was sunny and fairly warm out (45 degrees f) though, so I pushed myself and managed a kickass 9.3 bike ride with the dog. I stopped to snap a shit ton of photos of the collapsed mill, and will be doing Arts with them soon.

Glory of the cosmos unto thee, o Excedrin with caffeine.

PS - I totally failed to give a shout-out to the three readers so far who have found me at the rally. You are all completely adorable and very cool to hang with :) Let's do it again next month for Operation: FairGameStop.

Once, Twice, Three Times Anon.

The first protest, we were met with general suspicion. The second protest, we were met with curiosity. Our third protest was met with the words "We remember you guys. Keep up the good work."

Today I watched a Muslim man with four children walk by three times over a space of a few hours. In that time, he went from disinterest to curiosity to actually flagging down another passer-by in an electric wheelchair to ask her "Did you know about this!?" I gave the woman a flyer and she rolled off with it, looking scandalized.

The man's children were maybe 8 years old at the oldest, and they were involved in peaceful assemby for freedom of speech. They won't forget this in their lifetimes. Our music, our dancing and our free hugs made strangers stop to smile at us, and then want to know more. It was good times.

What we're doing is having a clear and positive effect on the world around us. The culture is ready for our message and we're kicking some ass.

And now for the best news all day:

The Dusseldorf Scientology center has been abandoned!

(The protest outside the empty org went ahead as planned.)

In summary, cake=lie, anons >9000, and so on. Suck it, Hubbard.

Video soon.

Post-Protest

Back safe. Tons of video to upload. Was the best protest yet with a confirmed 150 people (and those are just the ones who remembered to sign in).

More later; hypothermia has set in and I need warm blankets and a nice long nap.

Good show, guys. Fucking good show.

Domesticide II

Today I got so stir crazy I had to finally admit that the weather wasn't going to let up long enough for a bike ride, and took the Captain out anyway.

It wasn't too bad on the way out. The rain was misty and there were some snowflakes, and it was blowing at our back. I figured the return trip was going to suck, but by then I'd be used to it, right?

Wrong. Ten minutes out, the misty rain and snow turned into tiny pebbles of burning sleet and the wind kicked into hyper-drive. When the trail ended, we finally turned around into a hell-storm the likes of which God himself would not dare to challenge.

This lasted the whole way home as I squinted my eyes to keep the sleet out of them. Later, as I took my dripping coat off in the mudroom, admired my purple sleet-blotched face in a mirror, and looked out the window, I saw that it had settled back into a soft and harmless snow.

So it goes.

I didn't make any protest signs for this rally. Instead, I helped trifold a bunch of pamphlets. My goal is to hand them all out or die in the attempt.

And right when I decided to go work on the comic since my schedule was finally free for the evening, Molly the cat pissed on Rah's bed and may or may not have decided to dump the load of catshit I found in the bathroom on one of our best towels. From there on, it was laundry, laundry, dishes and laundry. I didn't even glance at Corel, and now it's time for bed.

At least my life's not boring, right?

Scientology: The Ides of March Protest Report

Protest successful! Public was educated! SciCos intimidated! Rickrolls initiated! Mudkips appreciated!

I'd say twice as many people were present at the peak of the demonstration, around 150 or so. It was good stuff. Totally peaceful, except an angry unbalanced guy kicked the window of the org on his way past, then came back to do it again but we all yelled "no no no noooo!" and he changed his mind. There would be video of this, but I didn't press the record button hard enough on my camera.

Still kicking myself over that one.

I also got kidnapped by the magic bus! A city bus pulled over and the driver asked for a flyer. I got on, handed one to him, and then the driver closed the door and said "you're coming with US!" The whole bus laughed. "We're going for a ride!"

Then he pulled the door back open to let me out. I was laughing my ass off. Later on, one of the police officers flashed us the peace sign and smiled as he drove away. Minneapolis is just plain cool.

I discovered that I have the ability to talk to the public about what we're protesting. It was scary at first but my convention training kicked in and I got all eloquent and stuff. Lots of people took fliers and even stopped to talk. Most were in disbelief but I urged them not to take my word for it; this stuff is pretty outlandish but the proof is all a matter of public record. It was very tiring and I'm pretty sure I got hypothermic toward the end. The temperature plunged and the wind kicked up and suddenly it was winter hell again. Winter hell sandwiched between two days of spring joy--clearly God hates social consciousness and wants all of us lose fingers!

A teaser for tomorrow: Jesse's Longcat scarf was loooooooooooooong. No pics of it yet, but I'm sure some will surface on Enturbulation once it comes back from suckland. I was photographed about a zillion times.

I took a bunch of pictures this time. These are the best of them.

Here am videos:

Anonymous March 1 Protest: LA

EVENT:
CCHR 39th Annual Awards Dinner -- Anonymous Demonstration
We have already informed the police. No permits are necessary.

LOCATION:
Hyatt Century Plaza Hotel
2025 Avenue of the Stars
Los Angeles, CA 90067

WHEN:
Saturday, March 1st 5:00pm Show-Up Time (Try not to be late, but lateness is understood)
We will stay until the dinner is over. There is some concern that they may prevent attendees from leaving until we depart; we intend to stay the night. BRING WARM CLOTHES (and/or blankets if you stay late) and be prepared for a long one! If you need to depart you are welcome to do so at any time, but we fully expect to stay until they let their attendees out.

IRC Meeting for Questions, etcetra:
irc.partyvan.org #socal
THURSDAY, February 28th, 8:00pm Pacific Time

WHY:
L. Ron Hubbard educated his followers on how to deal with your enemies. He instructed them that if you can't find something in a person's past, make something up. Psychiatrists are Scientology's self declared enemies. It makes you wonder how many people have had their licenses pulled due to fabricated malpractice claims.

Elli Perkins died March 13th, 2003 at the hands of her Schizophrenic son, Jeremy. Elli was stabbed 77 times after years of trying to help her son's mental health condition using Scientology. Scientologists are often opposed to any form of psychiatric care, stating that it 'does not work'. The doctor concluded that "he was suffering from certain digestive problems, that he had certain chemical toxins in his body. And he needed to be purged of it. And he needed to be energized through vitamin therapy." Elli Perkins gave Jeremy the vitamin treatment to no avail. Jeremy was set to leave in the afternoon of March 13th. On this day, following a fight with his mother, he took a shower during which he attempted to slit his own wrists. After exiting the shower he went to the kitchen where Elli was on the phone, took a steak knife, and brutally stabbed her to death.

If he had been granted access to psychiatric treatment, perhaps Elli would still be alive. If Lisa McPherson had been granted psychiatric help, rather than being locked in a room to "ride it out" perhaps she would still be alive.

SIGN SUGGESTIONS:
"CCHR is a Scientology Front Organization"
"Lisa McPherson Was Denied Psychiatric Help"
Any signs specifically targeting the Church of Scientology
CCHR Specific signs; more cases of those who died due to lack of Psychiatric help

Please, no "honk if you hate" signs. No "honk" signs in general; that is a police request.

Our audience will not be the general public. Our audience will be almost entirely CCHR/CoS patrons. Do not expect a friendly reception, or multitudes of supporters honking at us. This one is about impact.

Do plan on wearing your Guy Fawkes mask or other coverings. Bring alternative covering in case the masks become an issue. Once again, many of us will be wearing suits; we're also in a somewhat glitzy area so looking nice won't hurt (just BE WARM. Ladies, short dresses, as much as I love them, you'll freeze to death).

Much as I hate to have to say this: God damn, I wish I were in LA this week.

Scientology In Turmoil, Now Is The Time

Big shit has been happening. Shawn Lonsdale, a prominent and vocal anti-Scientology filmmaker who abruptly ceased his activism in 2006 after being Fair Gamed mercilessly by the cult, was found dead in his home with a garden hose in the window which was attached to the tailpipe of his car.

The Clearwater police (you know, the ones who wear cop uniforms during off-duty hours in the employ of the cult for hundreds of thousands of dollars a year) believe it was a suicide, as there was a note. No foul play is suspected.

I read (but have not yet been able to confirm) that his death was announced online before the police were alerted by a post on alt.religion.scientology, which reads:

"We are anonymous
We do not care about your friend or his death
We do not care about scientologists or their beliefs
We are not your private army
We do what we do because we have chosen to"

Note the mangled memespeak.

I wouldn't go as far as to say I think he was murdered (especially if he had a history of depression, as I have read), but I am suspicious for obvious reasons.

But who knows, maybe he got tired of receiving all those death threads over the phone and being told "people in your line of work don't live too long around here" and offed himself to save David Miscavige the trouble.

Update on the Scientology situation from a user calling him or herself Quentin Hubbard:

It seems this is the appropriate place to be posting this information; over the course of the last month the Church has been investigating potential 'trouble spots' inside the organization. Various amounts of security or "sec checking" are occuring at even the highest levels. You will no doubt has noticed that there is at least one credible source of information inside of the Commodore's Messenger Organization. What you may NOT know is that there is also a leak inside of Office of Special Affairs [OSA]. For the last two weeks there has been, an identified leak inside of Special Affairs but the folks over at Special Affairs being the goons they are decided it was easier to deal with this problem internally rather than submit to David Miscavige and suffer the blow-back which would inevitably come from such a problem.

With all of the people inside and outside posting information, I thought I'd just drop the "hat" and tell you there is indeed at least one possibly two sources of information inside of OSA and these people are not leaking bad information, they are leaking VERY good information.

(This is probably in response to the leaked "Marcabian psychiatrists are controlling Anonymous" stuff that's been coming up from several sources).

And another from Arnie Lerma:

I am getting reports from recent defectors, JUST left from Scientology that Flag income is down 50% from 2003 and the only statistics that are up are refund/repayment demands

new critical data that may have the power to reopen past legal cases is coming out.

I have been contacted by ..... 18 new now ex-scientologists in less than a week, and have heard that Tory and many others are being swamped with calls from ex members, sometimes getting together in GROUPS to place the call to Lermanet.com! Fr the last week, the telephone here has been ringing one call after another..

I've said that when scientology goes down it is going to go down as fast, and as unexpctedly, as the Berlin Wall fell..

I'm getting the feeling THIS IS IT.

regards
Arnie

God I hope so. I never want to see Tory Christman cry again over yet another dead friend who got tangled up in Scientology.

Assaulted at Scientology Protest: Part Deux!

Check it out! Remember how I talked about the Scientologist guy who assaulted the cameraman? Here it is on video!

You can't see the throw the paper at first, but there is a shot of him shoving it at the camera. And a cameo of me trying to pry my goddamn broken camera's shutter open so I could get a picture.

I never realized there were two of them standing there together. Counting crazy leaflet-bludgeoning guy and the blonde camera lady, that brings my list of suspected Scienos up to four for the day.