The Armstrong Op

Scientology's fair game on Gerry Armstrong

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Mark Rathbun: on Pat Broeker (May 28, 2013)

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In the middle of the trial1 I received a phone call from Pat Broeker; it was the only time we would speak before Hubbard’s death. It was extraordinary that someone physically present with L. Ron Hubbard would find the case of such import that he found it appropriate to talk to the man on the ground about it. Pat gave me a rallying pep talk right out of the Knute Rockne story. I don’t know exactly what Pat had been briefed on, but it was clear that the view from the top was that it was all a matter of mustering greater intention than the enemy. “Come on, get those attorneys in their pitching for LRH! It is not a matter of they can’t do it. They just think they can’t do it. Your job is to get them to realize that they can.”

The talk went on for several minutes, with no interest whatsoever expressed for my view of the affair, or the facts of the matter. I only had time to acknowledge now and then, when Pat would pause momentarily with a “You know what I mean?” Though Pat was inspiring, I was scarcely in need of any inspiration on the subject of coaching and inspiring attorneys.

Rathbun, Mark (2013-05-28). Memoirs of a Scientology Warrior (p. 249).

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  1. Rathbun is referring to the trial in Scientology v. Armstrong, that resulted in the Breckenridge Decision. ↩

Mark Rathbun: on Gerald Feffer (May 28, 2013)

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My presentation horrified the team of criminal attorneys. They were hired because of their conservative, Reagan administration contacts. They did not want anything to do with such an aggressive investigative move. They were concerned about the propriety of the means Ingram and I had utilized to obtain the evidence, and thought it would reflect badly on their own reputations. One attorney who represented Miscavige personally took me aside, though. He said he did not know how to use it at the moment, but that the evidence I had obtained would ultimately save the day for Hubbard, Miscavige and the church. Gerald Feffer was the former Assistant Deputy Attorney General for taxation during the Carter administration. He was becoming a dean of white-collar criminal case dismissal prior to indictment. He would become a senior partner in the venerable D.C. law firm Williams & Connally. Gerry told me to work with some of our more aggressive civil counsel to figure out a way to make the information public, and he would use it to make the IRS criminal case go away.

Rathbun, Mark (2013-05-28). Memoirs of a Scientology Warrior (pp. 260-261). Amazon Books. Kindle Edition.

Ultimately, our aggressive investigation and litigation tactics resulted in the demise of all criminal prosecution threats. The most serious of them, the IRS Criminal Investigation Division probe, lived two years beyond Hubbard’s death . The IRS continued to attempt to make a case against Broeker , Miscavige and the church. Miscavige convinced himself that that case died because his personal attorney, the late Gerald Feffer of the D.C. law firm Williams & Connally, had called in chips with his friend, then Assistant Attorney General Roger Olsen. But later freedom of information act request documents revealed otherwise. The case died because when Department of Justice lawyers studied the Armstrong op videos we had obtained and publicized, they concluded that Armstrong, and Flynn’s stable of witnesses by association, were worthy of the lowest credibility ratings possible. They could not make a credible case when their critical witnesses had such a lack of credibility – at least not under a criminal standard of proof. 1

Rathbun, Mark (2013-05-28). Memoirs of a Scientology Warrior (pp. 313-314). Amazon Books. Kindle Edition.

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Mark Rathbun: The Juggernaut (May 28, 2013)

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Chapter Twenty-One

THE JUGGERNAUT  1 2

Juggernaut:   in colloquial English usage is a literal or metaphorical force regarded as mercilessly destructive and unstoppable.   – Wikipedia

For all of his alleged faults, L. Ron Hubbard was a keen observer and writer on the human condition. He once noted that “the bank follows the line of attack.”   “Bank” is Scientologese for the reactive mind, the stimulus-response portion of the mind that seeks destruction of others for survival of self.   With the devastating strike upon Ron and Scientology delivered in Los Angeles, all roads to L. Ron Hubbard’s bunker led through Flynn and Armstrong. It seemed that anyone with a score to settle was drawn like a magnet to the duo. Those combined forces took on the appearance of an overwhelming juggernaut.

The DOJ duplicated Flynn’s latest legal tactic: ask courts in Scientology litigation to order the church to produce L. Ron Hubbard as the “managing agent” of the mother church. Flynn assisted the DOJ to procure sworn declarations from his growing stable of former high-level official witnesses in support of the move.

David Mayo, the expelled former auditor to L. Ron Hubbard and erstwhile top technical authority in Scientology, had created a thriving Scientology splinter operation in Santa Barbara, California. Former high-level messengers – including two former Commanding Officers of CMO Int (Commodore’s Messenger Organization International) served as executives of his operation.   Until the Armstrong affair, they had steered clear of the L. Ron Hubbard-bashing Flynn/ FAMCO circles. But by 1984 they were supplying declarations to the DOJ and Flynn in support of their motions to compel Hubbard into depositions in lawsuits across the country.

Breckenridge’s Armstrong case decision, bolstered by a dozen declarations by former Hubbard messengers and aides, made the allegation of Hubbard’s “managing agent” status virtually uncontestable. Miscavige and Broeker were clearly established as the last links to Hubbard, but they could not provide countering declarations because it would subject them to depositions – which would lead Hubbard’s enemies directly to him.

Worse, the Breckenridge decision destroyed any chance of winning, in courts across the U.S., our vast array of pending motions to dismiss Flynn’s lawsuits on the basis of First Amendment rights to freedom of religion. The twenty-one-page Breckenridge indictment was devastating to our three years of expensive efforts at positioning much of the Flynn litigation for pre-trial dismissal.

Worse still, the decision pumped new life into what we thought by then to be criminal investigations losing steam. The Internal Revenue Service’s Criminal Investigation Division (CID) had been actively investigating the church, as well as LRH, Pat and Ann Broeker, David Miscavige and other church officials as named targets for criminal charges. Until the Breckenridge decision we had kept the CID somewhat at bay through litigation combatting their summons power, and a team of lawyers attempting to negotiate with IRS counsel and DOJ officials. But our intelligence lines were reporting that the LA-based CID group was once again gearing up to indict Hubbard and his aides.

The Ontario Provincial Police had, after their March, 1983 raid, steered clear of targeting Hubbard. Now they were reconsidering, in light of the outcome of the Armstrong case.

Our intelligence network reported that Gerry Armstrong was feeling drunk with power, given the sudden attention he’d received and his new importance in the anti-Scientology community. It seemed Armstrong and Flynn had worked their way up to being the axle to which all anti-Scientology spokes were linked. Per reports, Armstrong was talking of bringing all Scientology’s enemies together in a concerted effort to take over the church. The man who had prevailed in his case because of his alleged “fear for his life” was beating his chest and promising to take the very life of our church, and convert all its assets to outside control.

Our only shot at staving off indictments against LRH across North America, and of keeping him out of the couple of dozen pending lawsuits was to take out the axle and so depower its spokes. It was this desperate state of affairs that drew me directly into the shadowy world of intelligence. Throughout his litigation Armstrong had remained in periodic communication with a Scientologist who knew a thing or two about intelligence. Dan Sherman had published a number of spy novels, and had struck up an acquaintance with Armstrong. Armstrong looked up to Sherman and envied his literary success and intelligence acumen. Armstrong believed that Sherman – like so many other Scientologists during the tumultuous early eighties – was disaffected with the church and no longer considered himself a member. In fact, Sherman was cultivating a friendship with Armstrong in order to glean intelligence from him about the enemy camp. Up through the trial their communications were infrequent and mundane.   All that changed when Armstrong became an overnight anti-Scientology sensation. Because of Armstrong’s newly won stardom, Sherman began giving him more face time. Armstrong began sharing some of the details of his activities as a coordination point for all camps inimical to the church, from the Ontario Provincial Police, to the IRS CID, to the DOJ, to the Mayo splinter movement. Armstrong asked Sherman to see whether he could locate some church insiders who might aid in a take-over coup inside the church.

Gene Ingram and I concocted a rather elaborate game plan.   Gene would tap one of his old LAPD comrades to obtain written permission to covertly video record conversations with Gerry Armstrong. Technically, it was a lawfully given permission since we had a witness attesting that Armstrong was suggesting taking over and destroying the church by questionable means.

Gene obtained a recreational vehicle which had a wide rear window with reflective coating, making it one-way vision. A high-powered camera could record what was going on outside without being seen. We planned to record meetings with Armstrong to obtain evidence showing that not only was he not afraid for his life, he in fact was a well-backed aggressor and an operative of government agencies out to get Scientology. After taking circuitous routes to lose any possible tails, Sherman and I met Ingram in the RV in Long Beach. We worked out every detail of Sherman’s cover. We would bring in a former GO operative and have Sherman introduce him to Armstrong as a church insider, plotting the overthrow of the Miscavige regime and willing to play ball with Armstrong, Flynn and their government allies. That would hopefully prompt Armstrong to repeat and elaborate on some of the provocative takeover and take-down ideas he had alluded to in earlier conversations.

The chosen venue for the meetings was Griffith Park, inside LAPD jurisdiction and with plenty of opportunities for positioning the RV to capture the action. Sherman met with Armstrong and whetted his appetite. He told him he had made contact with an ally who had a number of well-placed contacts, currently on staff in the church. He told Armstrong he could only be identified by his first name, Joey, for security purposes. Joey was formerly of the Guardian’s Office and was connected to a number of former GO people who were bitter about being ousted by Miscavige, and sympathetic to Armstrong and the Mayo splinter movement.   Armstrong was visibly overjoyed at this opportunity gratuitously falling into his lap.

Sherman arranged a meeting between Armstrong and Joey to take place on a park bench in Griffith Park. Joey wore an audio wire which transmitted the conversation back to the RV, parked a hundred yards away and video recording the event. Armstrong and Joey both wore sunglasses; both attempted to look as nonchalant as could be, as they introduced themselves.

Joey explained that there was serious disaffection within the church, and a forming cabal of veteran staff ready to take out Miscavige and the current management. He called this cell the Loyalists. Armstrong was clearly excited, and believed Joey’s cover – no doubt because of Sherman’s story-telling skills and credibility with Armstrong.

Armstrong shared with Joey the master plan, which he represented as his brainchild, along with Michael Flynn. He explained that the plan was backed by the Ontario Provincial Police, the DOJ and the IRS. Flynn would prepare a lawsuit on behalf of the Loyalists, asking the Attorney General of California to take the church into receivership on their behalf. The DOJ, FBI, and IRS would conduct a raid on church premises to get fresh evidence of illegalities, in support of the Loyalist action. The raid would be coordinated to coincide with the filing of the receivership action.   The public relations fallout and the possible arrests of leaders would all but cripple the church.

Joey played his role well, feigning fear and nervousness that Armstrong could make good on the government back-up. In order to prove his representations, Armstrong opened a notebook and started naming his government contacts, representing that each was briefed, coordinated and ready to roll with the plan. He cited the following agents as close personal friends and in constant contact and coordination with him and with Flynn:

Al Ristuccia – Los Angeles office of the IRS Criminal Investigation Division

Al Lipkin –  Los Angeles office of the IRS Criminal Investigation Division

Richard Greenberg – U.S. Department of Justice, lead counsel in defending civil litigation brought by the church against DOJ, FBI and IRS

Tom Doughty – DOJ associate of Greenberg

Al Ciampini – Ontario Provincial Police

Armstrong provided Joey with phone numbers for each, including home numbers for some – and urged Joey to get in touch with his team members from these agencies.

Over time, Armstrong told Joey that the IRS CID was the most active government participant, and served as the main coordination point between agencies. He told Joey the CID agents had been briefed about Joey and the Loyalists, and were excited and supportive. The CID would grant them informant status, offer immunity for any crimes they might commit in assisting the government, and had even talked of providing safe houses for insiders. Armstrong then asked   Joey to get his contacts to go into church files and find evidence of illegalities, so that the IRS and DOJ would know where to search. Joey then brought into the mix someone whom Gerry had known from his Sea Org days.   Mike Rinder was a Commodore’s Messenger who had once worked directly with Ron.   He was then heading up the U.S. branch of the Office of Special Affairs.   Joey introduced Mike to Gerry.   Mike reported to Gerry that the files were relatively clean – there were no big smoking-gun documents being created after the 1977 FBI raids. At this point Armstrong’s macho bravado provided what would be our greatest defense against the indictments being issued against Hubbard, Miscavige, et al.   Armstrong suggested that the Loyalists create evidence of illegalities and plant them in church files for the IRS and DOJ to find in a raid, and use against church officials.

All of Armstrong’s representations about government conspiracies to take down church leadership and close down the operation were duly recorded.

David Miscavige was ecstatic with the results. He had me make a presentation of the evidence to a team of criminal lawyers, assembled to represent L. Ron Hubbard, Miscavige, Pat Broker and Lyman Spurlock (Hubbard’s accountant at ASI) to prevent IRS CID indictments and convictions – the potential charges we took most seriously. These attorneys – most from white-shoe Washington, D.C. law firms – were scaring the hell out of Miscavige. They were suggesting the IRS CID case was so serious that they recommended working a deal with the IRS for Miscavige and Spurlock to do time in halfway houses, so as to prevent indictment of Hubbard.   At the root of the IRS CID case was the evidence of millions of dollars of church monies being funneled to Hubbard through fraudulent means. And at the heart of the case would be the infamous MCCS taped conference in which church attorneys and staff acknowledged the fraudulent nature of the transfers.

My presentation horrified the team of criminal attorneys. They were hired because of their conservative, Reagan administration contacts. They did not want anything to do with such an aggressive investigative move.   They were concerned about the propriety of the means Ingram and I had utilized to obtain the evidence, and thought it would reflect badly on their own reputations. One attorney who represented Miscavige personally took me aside, though. He said he did not know how to use it at the moment, but that the evidence I had obtained would ultimately save the day for Hubbard, Miscavige and the church.   Gerald Feffer was the former Assistant Deputy Attorney General for taxation during the Carter administration. He was becoming a dean of white-collar criminal case dismissal prior to indictment. He would become a senior partner in the venerable D.C. law firm Williams & Connally.   Gerry told me to work with some of our more aggressive civil counsel to figure out a way to make the information public, and he would use it to make the IRS criminal case go away.

Another disclosure from the Griffith Park meetings cut to the quick with both Miscavige and me. Armstrong had told Joey that another Department of Justice player was in on the grand plan to close down Scientology: Bracket Deniston III. Armstrong said that Deniston was not investigating to find out who attempted to pass Hubbard’s check, and he was not investigating the evidence we had provided to him.   Instead Deniston was out to nail our investigator, Gene Ingram. Deniston had represented to Armstrong that he was setting traps to nail Ingram and the church for attempting to frame Flynn with purchased evidence.

This was particularly disconcerting, given events in the check investigation while all this Armstrong business was going down.   After I had been ordered out of Boston by Deniston, I had been lured back in by a man being prosecuted by his office. Larry Reservitz had been charged in a case very similar to the one involving LRH’s check. One of Reservitz’s connections who had access to Bank of New England records had used his access to fraudulently transfer money from random accounts to Reservitz. While under indictment, Reservitz reached out to me for the $ 10,000 reward we had previously advertised in the New York Times, claiming he had inside information on the Hubbard case and could identify the inside man at BNE. We had a number of phone calls and several meetings attempting to negotiate the deal. The jockeying was due to my suspicion that Reservitz was shaking us down, and I was searching for facts that would indicate he knew what he was talking about. Reservitz was continually attempting to characterize my questioning as an attempt to make the deal an exchange of cash for handing us Flynn.

In the meantime, Robert Mueller, Denniston’s superior and head of the Boston U.S. DOJ office fraud division, had flown to Italy to visit Ala Tamimi. He bought Tamimi’s retraction of his original statement in exchange for dropping a number of outstanding indictments the DOJ had pending against Tamimi for a variety of fraudulent schemes he had previously executed. I attempted to confront Mueller with what we had learned, but he refused to meet with me. Deniston outright denied that any visit or deal had been carried out by Mueller. In either event, Tamimi’s retraction caused Miscavige to turn up the heat to get me to turn up fresh evidence of Flynn’s involvement in the crime.

I was caught between a rock and a hard spot. Miscavige wanted Flynn at any cost.   Yet I felt that Reservitz might be attempting to frame me for attempting to frame Flynn.   I walked a tight rope between pursuing the investigation to Miscavige’s required degree of aggressiveness, and not stepping over the line with Reservitz. I even visited the Boston FBI agent in charge of the Hubbard check investigation, Jim Burleigh.   I pointedly accused Burleigh of having covertly made a deal with Reservitz to attempt to sting me.   Burleigh brought in another FBI agent to witness his categorical denial that the FBI or DOJ had made a deal with Reservitz: “We would never cooperate with the likes of Larry Reservitz.” Deniston likewise denied that Reservitz was working for the DOJ.   Still, I had my suspicions, particularly when we learned Deniston had become pals with Armstrong and Flynn.

With the sharks circling in and our waning confidence in our civil lawyers (having their heads handed to them in the Armstrong case) and criminal lawyers (advising Miscavige that he resign himself to doing time, at least in a halfway house), Miscavige ordered I find a new breed of lawyer. He wanted someone tough as nails, not some nervous Nellie.   He wanted someone who could figuratively kick Flynn’s butt in court, and scare the hell out of his DOJ and IRS backers. After an exhaustive nationwide search and many candidates eliminated, I thought we had finally found our man – in, of all places, Boston.

Earle Cooley was bigger than life.   He was a big, red-haired knock-off of L. Ron Hubbard himself. His gravelly voice was commanding. His wit was sharp. He was perennially listed in The Best Trial Lawyers in America.   He could spin a yarn that charmed judges and juries and took easy, great pleasure in viciously destroying witnesses on cross examination.   After I had interviewed Earle and reported to Miscavige, I arranged for us to watch Earle in action.   Miscavige and I flew out to Boston to see Earle perform in a high-profile art theft trial. We saw him decimate a seasoned criminal government informant so thoroughly on cross examination that the fellow, in a trademark Cooley expression, “didn’t know whether to shit or wind his watch.” Earle’s client – whom the government had dead to rights, and who was as unsympathetic a defendant as could be – was acquitted by the jury.   We had found the horse for the course.

Earle was like a breath of fresh air to Miscavige.   He took a similar black-and-white view of matters – we are right and good, the enemy is wrong and bad. Miscavige had long since lost his patience and his tolerance for our teams of civil lawyers and the civil-rights-experienced civil-rights-experienced opinion leaders among them. He referred to them as the “pointy heads,” short for “pointy-headed intellectuals.”   To him, our only problem was our counsels’ timid, second-guessing, defensive frames of mind.   And Earle reinforced that view.   Cooley attended a few civil litigation conferences with our other counsel. He ruffled their feathers by readily agreeing with Miscavige’s simplistic sum-up of what was wrong and the solution to it, aggression. The existing lawyers’ nervous objections and eye-rolling reactions to Earle’s sermons only reinforced Miscavige’s view.   “They are nothing but a pack of pussies,” he regularly groused to me; “what we need is for Earle to sink his teeth into those Flynn witnesses and that’ll be the end of this nonsense.”

Miscavige was nothing if not resilient. While never giving a hint that the overridingly important goal was the attainment of All Clear, by late 1984 it was quite evident to all involved that we were fighting an entirely different battle now. It was a fight for survival. We were desperately staving off the barbarians storming the walls of whatever compound L. Ron Hubbard might reside behind. It was evident too that Hubbard himself might have quit fighting – we no longer received any dispatches from him about the legal front. He was only sporadically sending ASI advices concerning his personal business, and to the church about Scientology matters. Miscavige had a team feverishly marketing Hubbard’s new science fiction books, the Mission Earth series. He was putting just as much pressure on church marketing folks to market Dianetics: The Modern Science of Mental Health, the broad public re-release of the 1950 book that had launched the entire movement.   All titles were making it back onto the New York Times bestseller lists.   So the incongruity created another level of cognitive dissonance. How could government officials across the continent be so feverishly pursuing a man who was so wildly popular with the public at large?   It would be years before I would find out that the sales were given a mighty boost by teams of Scientologists sent out to bookstores to buy them in bulk.   In the meantime, Miscavige was adept at keeping me and the troops motivated, inferring that we were buying Ron time to bail out the church’s disastrous public image and to complete his final researches at the highest levels of Scientology.

With Miscavige’s solving of the “why” behind our failures to attain an All Clear – i.e., the outside lawyers’ blatant counter-intention to Hubbard’s advices on using the enemies’ tactics against them, only more cleverly and more aggressively – our defeat-battered hopes were rehabilitated. Earle Cooley, the great Scientology hope, would soon be unleashed.

Notes

  1. Rathbun, Mark (2013-05-28). Memoirs of a Scientology Warrior (pp. 255-64). ↩
  2. GA: I mentioned Rathbun’s Chapter 21, which he titles “The Juggernaut,” in a recent letter to Dan Sherman. http://gerryarmstrong.ca/archives/1082 The whole chapter is Rathbun’s spin on the Armstrong Op, or more specifically the 1984 Griffith Park videotaping part of the op. The operation, which was clearly concocted to use or misuse the videos for nefarious purposes after the videotaping, still continues. Rathbun’s book shows the op continues by continuing it. Even though he calls it a memoir, and recounts different events or incidents in his Scientology career that appear unrelated to the op, the whole book is his spin on it. The book is also a fantastic late act, one more contemptuous fair game nastiness in the same old sick op.

    Most importantly at this time, Rathbun’s spin, and his facts propelling it, are virtually identical to the spin and facts the Miscavige Scientologists give to their description of these events in their black propaganda publications, in their filings in their legal proceedings, in their submissions to the IRS, or to governments and people around the world. The difference is that Rathbun says Miscavige ran and runs it all, and Miscavige and his corporate underlings either do not say or say the same thing. ↩

Transcript of Jesse Prince’s Speech (March 26, 2010)

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Jesse Prince’s Speech1
March 26, 2010
Hamburg, Germany

Part I
Hamburg Symposium – Jesse Prince Part I


Transcript of Part I

Hello, everyone. I guess I’ll start off with borrowing a lyric from The Grateful Dead: “What a long, strange trip it’s been.” My journey into Scientology started in 1976. I was in San Francisco and I was a young guy; I was twenty-one years old and full of piss and vinegar, trying to figure out what to do with my life. And I was walking down the street and this very attractive woman came up to me, and she asked me would I like to know more about myself. I thought for a moment and I said “No, but I’d certainly like to know more about you.”

The next thing you know I’m in the Organization. I don’t know how she did it but she got me in there, and the next thing you know I’m on staff. Well, a Mission from Los Angeles came to San Francisco [1:00] and this is the first time I saw these people in these Navy Uniforms running around and I’m like “What, are we getting raided? I mean, what’s going on here? — Oh, this is the Sea Org.” So I find out all about this. Now, I had done work; I could sell. I was always a persuasive seller. So I sold their books to psychiatrists and whoever else I could get my hands on, so they thought that I was a dynamic person. But the fact of the matter is I’m from Chicago and we know how to survive.

So, you know, they came in and they gave me the spiel, you know, and “It’s the greatest good for the greatest number” yick yick, on and on. I said “I’ll try it.” I went down to LA and we stayed at a house on La Brea; it was Charlie Chaplin’s old home that he had owned there; it was a beautiful chateau. The only problem was, it was sixteen of us [2:00] in one room. And, we used to stand naked to get in the shower, you know, and it was a bathtub so you had to step — and anyway, it was terrible. At a certain point when I started to realize, “You know, maybe this isn’t so good, you know?”

By this time, now I’m working and they have me doing renovations, building the complex of that blue building that they currently have in Los Angeles. I was one of the first persons to go in there to prepare the buildings to become organizations. Well, it started. I’m not allowed to sleep until certain things are completed. And I kind of, you know, “Okay, I’ll do it one time.” And then they want it again. And I said… they keep asking me, and it was obvious that this was never going to stop. So I told them, “I’m finished. I’m going to bed now.” And I got up and I went to bed.

I was probably asleep for fifteen minutes [3:00] before someone came. “You must come and see, you know, Wayne Marple,” he’s the … Dead L. Ron’s henchman or whatever he was, you know. He’s connected to Dead L. Ron and he has the power. So they woke me up and they sent me down, and his name was Wayne Marple and he said, “You know, you’ve been doing kind of a good job around here but you weren’t supposed to go to sleep. You sleep when the job is finished.” Well, I used some rather colorful language on him and told him, “You know what? And on top of that, I’m out of here. Go to hell.”

I turned to leave. He said, “Oh, you really think you’re gonna go somewhere, huh?” And as he’s speaking I’m being surrounded by these… people; I’d never seen them before but they were certainly larger than me. And he said “As a matter of fact, you’re going to the RPF.” [4:00] And I’m like, “What is that? Rehabilitation Project Force. I don’t want to rehabilitate anyone’s project. I’m outta here.”

No.

Literally, for the next three months, the people that grabbed me — physically, we were tussling — and they put me in a room, and locked the door and they had a guard on the other side. And for three months, somehow, I had become incarcerated. Not only incarcerated, now I’m in solitary confinement. And I’m just kicking the walls and I’m just going nuts and they’re coming in there, “You stop it, and you do this…” and this went on for almost three months. And finally, I’m like, “What do I have to do to get out of here?” And he said, “You must learn Dead L. Ron’s technology perfectly and apply it to yourself, and once you’ve done that and you still want to leave then you can go.” [5:00]

I didn’t think much of it; I said ok, I was up to the challenge. So I started cooperating with them; I started studying the material and applying it to myself. And at some point while that was happening, the old Jesse Prince checked out and the new one was here. I ended up helping to build practically every organization in that blue building; I was in the RPF for eighteen months.

I had no concept, really, about family or my prior life or what I was doing because I was so focused and studying so hard. I had forgotten why I was even studying in the first place. And you know, I learned it, apparently, too well. I learned their materials too well because somehow [6:00] I became the person that understood that idiotic chatter they call “technology” better than any of them did.

So, Dead L. Ron sent the Mission to all the orgs, and he wanted to find the person that understood the “technology” the best, to bring them to Golden Era Productions — INT Management, in Gilman Hot Springs — so that that person would help them correct the rest of the Scientology organization, so that it was performing to his standards. I didn’t really know much about Dead L. Ron and I really didn’t have any desire to be around him, you know, I’m… but, I came up as the person that knew it the most so they dragged me up there, under protest, and I started in.

One of the first persons that L. Ron wanted me to correct was David Miscavige’s wife, Shelly Miscavige. And I see this little girl, I mean she has to be [7:00] all of twenty years old, nineteen, and she’s caked with mud and she’s crying and on and on and on and it’s like everybody hates her, but “This is his wife, ooooh,” you know. So, her and I certainly became fast friends and I helped her out of her situation.

Then, you know, I’m getting the advices and the notices from L. Ron and I’m doing this, that and the other thing and I won’t belabor that, what had happened, because I really have to move forward. But one special thing that did happen: his granddaughter, Roanne — I guess that was his only granddaughter at the time, or may have ever been his only granddaughter — this little girl, he really loved this child; she was a princess to him. And whatever she wanted, he would do anything.

Well, her mother — his daughter, Diana Hubbard — left Scientology, left the Sea Org, bragging about having sex on airplanes. I mean, she’s experiencing [8:00] life for the first time and she is loving it. And L. Ron wanted custody of the child, Roanne, turned over to another person that was within Scientology that she was married to — his name’s John Horwich — anyway, he wanted custody turned over to her. He sent David Miscavige to do it and he failed. He sent another big person in Scientology at the time, a woman named Vicki Aznaran, and she failed. Marc Yeager, COC MO INT, he failed. All of them doing Lower Conditions now, when I get there.

So, after I took care of my first little duty with… I got Shelly going good, now you have to now go back to Flag where you came from and get Diana Hubbard to sign over custody of her only child to this man that’s still in the Sea Org. And I was informed about the prior failures, and I was informed that if one more [9:00] failure happened on this project, back to the Rehabilitation Project Force I’d go, you know. So I’m like, “This is a hell of an invitation and welcome to this new job.” My new job was Inspector General Cramming Officer. God knows what the hell that was supposed to mean.

So I went out there, followed their orders, got my little briefcase and, you know, and went there and she was expecting me; I arrived back in Clearwater and as soon as I walked in the door I’m like, “Hello, Diana, you know why I’m here.” — “Yes, I do. Where are the papers? I’ll sign ’em now” — I’m like “Oh, my God. This can’t be happening.” Because she told those people where to get off and where to go, and they got in so much trouble, and as soon as I walked in the door she’s like, “Okay, I’ll sign. I’m not fooling with this stuff. I don’t care.” She’s having so much fun in her life.

Part II
Hamburg Symposium – Jesse Prince Part II


Transcript of Part II

So now, you know, when you do these missions for Scientology you arrive, and there’s a certain sequence; you get yourself established and then you immediately go and do a couple steps on a program, and you call back to report. Well, I’m there like ten minutes and I’m done. So her and I actually sat and had lunch and lively conversation and talked about things ’cause I needed some time to pass before I could call in to them and explain that my mission was accomplished.

And I let an hour go by; we had a great lunch up in the penthouse, and I called in and I said, “Well, report on target one: arrived.” Yeah, well that’s happening; we’re on the phone. “Report on target two: your room,” on and on, and then I said, “Look, I’m done. I’ve done all the steps. She signed all the papers.” — “What? What?”– “Yes, she signed the papers.” –“Oh my god. Get on the first plane back, we wanna see these papers and boy, you better make sure she had ’em signed in the right place and yada yada yada.” Because [1:00] there was no such thing at that time in Scientology of using lawyers on the family members themselves; it had to be personal.

And sure enough, I go back and give them these papers, and they look at me like I literally walk on water. They’re like, “How did you do it?” And you know I lied: “Oh, she gave me so much trouble. Oh, she just put me through the wringer,” you know, and I was “I told her, and I threatened her and blah blah blah,” you know, whatever I could make up. “Oh, well. You got the job done.” And they forwarded this information to L. Ron Hubbard, that I had actually accomplished this when everyone else had failed. And he sent me a very nice gift that came in handy later. For doing that, I was given a Ruger Mini-14 Assault Rifle with a banana clip, .223. So now I’m a real soldier of fortune, right?

And [2:00] it started from there. So now, you know, I’m going through all of INT Management; I was the personal auditor of Miscavige, the personal auditor of anyone in power and I was the supervisor of these people. Now, they’re asking me to do things that I’ve never done, never trained for, never studied for; just do it. I guess I was the make-it-go-right guy. Well, some years passed and things… in all honestly, we had it pretty good; because now, for the first time in Scientology, I’m making money. I mean I’m — you know, I get a salary; I’ve got unlimited expenses; I have hot and cold running slaves attending to anything I could possibly want. I mean, if I sat a cup down someone would “Mmmm, pick it up!” and, you know, fix my room and a personal chef that cooked whatever the hell I wanted every day, and this went on and on [3:00] and it was kind of like the honeymoon phase.

And we built this organization; we built the Religious Technology Center into a big organization and we put extensions of it in Flag and the EU and we were here, we were there; we built up International – CSI. I don’t, I never say that “C” word when I refer to Scientology, you know that “Church,” but we expanded all of Scientology International and things were really on a roll. I mean, there was a lot of new people getting in and we were doing fantastic. And… Dead L. Ron had to mess it up.

He was upset; he was involved in a legal case where they wanted to bring him in for depositions. He was sued by all kind of people everywhere, and he saw his grip on Scientology slipping. [4:00] And he targeted Miscavige for that. So now they’re, Miscavige and Hubbard are like this [bumping fists together]. And I’m the person to sort it out. So I can’t tell you how many times I’ve had that, this person that I now hear goes and beats up people — he’s only this big, for one thing — but this person that now goes around, Slappy Dave, kicking and doing all of this, would be crying on the floor. Wheezing and blehbleh, you know. Anyway.

Hubbard was upset; he knew Scientology was slipping from him and he figured Miscavige was the one doing it, so he sicced me on him, and I sic ’em good. And what I found out, you know, through the Security Checking — Sec Checking, interrogation, whatever you want to call it — and what I found out was that Miscavige, you know [5:00], as Hubbard was making his exit from Scientology he wanted as much paper money as he could get, so suitcases of hundred-dollar bills, like millions of dollars, were being carried to him like, every other week or, you know, once a month or whatever.

Well, come to find out Little Davey was the one taking it to him, who would then give it to Pat Broeker, who would then give it to Dead L. Ron — who wasn’t dead at the time, not physically, but in his mind he’s been dead a long time. Come to find out, these two were taking the money, going to Vegas, gambling like hell, having a great time and then just bringing just part of the money back. And they go away with it because Dead L. Ron never opened up the suitcases. He was too busy screaming at these BTs and clusters to get off of him. He was too busy taking drugs prescribed by psychiatrists and psychologists. He was too busy trying to get electric shock to get these BTs off of him. [6:00]

Now, wait a minute. Wait a minute. We all know Scientology doesn’t believe in health care. We all know that you can’t see a psychologist or a psychiatrist. This is what we found out when he died: I went to… he lived in a bus called The Bluebird, and I went in there and I opened up his medicine cabinet and out fell a zillion pills. I’m like, “What is this? How hypocritical is this?” That was 1986. Well, and the locals had told me he was buying Marijuana off of the people and all kinds of shit.

He dies. Pat Broeker was supposed to take over. Loyal Officer… LO one, LO two… you know, wherever these people come up with this stuff, I don’t know. But he’s insane, too. I mean, [7:00] this guy, you can’t have a rational conversation with him. I mean, you start talking to him about apples and the next thing you know we’re talking about growing pineapples, you know? It was very difficult to talk to this person. I mean, he was not lucid in his mind. And Miscavige had a valid problem: what would happen if this guy took over Scientology? He’s nuts; he’ll tear it all up. Miscavige saved Scientology from Dead L. Ron, and now he has this threat of Pat Broeker. Well, he made the decision: I’m getting rid of him.

So at that point Scientology divided. You had — especially in INT Management, RTC part — RTC was originally formed by the Broekers, so we were supposed to be loyal to them. CSI, Scientology International and all of that, were more things that Miscavige was doing. And he came to me and he [8:00] said, “Look, you need to make a decision; you’re either going to be on my team or you’re outta here, ’cause I’m getting ready to clean house.” And I was sitting there in my office and I’m like, “You know what? I should’ve left long ago. I should’ve just got myself outta here.”

My problem was, I started enjoying it too much because I had perqs, because I could do this that these idiots, apparently, couldn’t do. And that’s wrong. I never beat anybody, spit on anybody, or any of that crap. To me that’s an insult to a human, our human nature. So, I told him no. A couple of days later, six o’clock in the morning, there’s a knock on my door: “Come, you have to go up to the office.” I go up to the office and there’s a whole [9:00], you know, there’s Marty Rathbun; there’s Mike Rinder; Miscavige; Norman Starkey; Greg Wilhere, yick yick on and on, all of these people, in their full regalia with the ribbons and the this, that and the other thing.

And he sits me down, and the person who was my direct, who I was answerable to, Vicki Aznaran, sitting in the corner crying with dirt on her face already; she hadn’t even got to the RPF yet. I mean, I don’t know what the hell they did to her before they got her up there. And she’s just boohooing and boohooing, and he says “You’re stripped of all of your rank; you’re stripped of everything and you’re going to the RPF! Rawr!” and he’s screaming and he’s frothing at the mouth. And I said, “no, I’m not.” He said, “yes you are, and by the way, CALL ME SIR!”

More colorful language from Jesse Prince.

Part III
Hamburg Symposium – Jesse Prince Part III


Transcript of Part III

And I got up to leave. And again, just like happened when they did before, they all came on me. Difference this time is, is that I’ve studied Okinawan Goju Ryu Karate for two years and I was a black belt now, and I wore their asses out. And I walked out of his office, and I went to my room and I went and got that nice present that Dead L. Ron gave me: that Mini-14 Assault Rifle, and I had a .45, and I loaded ’em up. I had a banana clip; I could’ve killed them all five or six times each.

And I went up there with those guns, and they all had come out of Miscavige’s office at that point, trying to figure out what they’re going to do to me. And I walked up with those guns and I said, you know, “Who has the power now? Who wants to challenge me now? Who has anything to say to me now?” And the one [1:00] person spoke up, it was Norman Starkey, South African guy, and he says, “You traitor! You can’t kill us all.” And I said, “Maybe not, but your ass’ll be the first one to go.”

By this time Miscavige is shaking, everybody doesn’t know what to do because I have the rifle on my hip and the gun like this, waving it, like grrrr!, you know, and he’s like, “Please, Jesse. Please.” He told everybody, “Get away; we didn’t handle this right! Please, come on, Jesse.” You know, “Come on, let’s talk. Please put the guns away, please, please, please.” You know, and I, “Okay, okay,” and I take my guns and I unload them and I put ’em back in my room, and we go down to — I guess what’s known as the clipper ship now — and we have a conversation.

And the conversation was, “Jesse, you know that Scientology is fragmented right now. You know that it needs to come together; we’ve all worked too hard to build this organization. You know the struggle. [2:00] I need you to go to the RPF for me, just so I can bring the group back together. Then I’ll get you out and everything will be fine. Could you please just do that for me?”

“Mehhh, okay.”

Well, I go to the RPF — Happy Valley, you know, they used to call that the Happy Valley, the Institute for the Criminally Insane — and I went there, and they really did everything they could to make me feel as uncomfortable as possible, to bring as much pressure, I mean, I could use colorful words but I’m not going to do that because I’m going to wrap this up real quick. Anyway, I ended up leaving and I came back, because they had my wife.

Now, prior to getting in Scientology I already had two kids that I wasn’t raising, and now I wasn’t even around to see. I’d already forsaken my family, friends [3:00] , people, no one even knew who I was. I had decided: not one more person will I forsake for this organization. I’m not going to leave my wife there. So I came back and I stayed, but I didn’t audit anymore. I let them know. “Those days are done. I’m done being your little whipping boy to teach this ‘technology’ to people. I’d rather work on grounds shovelling dirt than to touch that meter one more time, than to crack those crazy books one more time and read this stuff.”

“Okay, okay,” you know, then they start the buttering up process again, and the next thing you know I’m doing e-meter drills with Tom Cruise, you know? But one day my wife came to me and she said, “You know what? I get it. Let’s go.” And we left. They got us back one more time after that, too, but we still got out of there. And I got out and I tried my best [4:00] to, they said, you know, you’re supposed to get a Freeloader Bill and this, that, and the other thing when you go and pay back all of this money.

I said, “Please do not waste your time trying to figure out how much money you think I owe you, because I am done with the subject. I don’t care what the hell you guys do. Just let me outta here.” And eventually I got out. Well, that wasn’t good enough for them. PIs following me; got me fired from my job, this, that, and the other thing, you know. There’s just no satisfying these people.

So, in 1999 I was sitting on the internet and I was reading, and I saw some stuff from Arnie Lerma and I saw something from a woman, Stacy Brooks, and we’re speaking out and that was unheard of. Prior to the advent of the internet the only way to really get a broad message out was either it had to be in a newspaper or on television, and Scientology had that fixed because if you said anything critical of Scientology, [5:00] the horde of lawyers that they’re able to afford, because of all of these people that I’ve helped them get into Scientology, because of all of these organizations that I helped them build; now they have the capacity to not only destroy me, but corporations. And put them into submission.

And I said, “You know what? I’m done with this now. I’m going after ’em and I’m going to get ’em. This is finished.” Got together with Arnie Lerma, Bob Minton. “Let’s start protesting. Let’s go to their organizations with signs and let’s give ’em the business.” I don’t know, you guys have probably seen my first picket in Boston, especially the Anonymous people here. Bob ended up going to jail, and I ended up telling one of the staff members who his real parents were. [points to himself] And it carried on from there. We picketed in Boston. We picketed in [6:00] Los Angeles. We picketed in Washington, D.C. We went out to the country and picketed.

And pretty soon a groundswell started; we had so many people helping us. Well, we became the prime target of Scientology and I’ll explain how. We had the Lisa McPherson Trust, we were doing our pickets, we were getting people out. We were on the same block that they were on. They were getting them in the door and we were getting them out the door. We became primary targets, and they took us out. And I could speak more about that, but that’s not the point that I’m going to make right now.

They took us out and I went through a lot of, you know, harassment, this, that and the other thing and I literally went away; I stopped everthing in 2002 and I just went away. I couldn’t take it anymore. I couldn’t take going to my car and seeing my car door kicked in anymore, or my tires slashed, or another job rejection [7:00] because Scientology’s giving them information about me. And I stopped.

And I was pretty despondent for a long time, I’ll tell you. I felt like all the work that I had done — like Mrs. Whitfield, I had done a lot of interventions, gotten people to see; I studied — I was just as good with convincing them to get out as I was getting them in, and we were doing very well. But it was a thankless job, because the people that I was trying to help hadn’t had enough time to get their sensibilities back, so I’d help them and they’d disappear. And I said, “You know what? I’m done. I’ve done what I’m gonna do.” And I stopped.

And I guess it was 19… 2008, 2009, I started looking on the internet again about the subject of Scientology. And the first thing I see is these people [8:00] with these masks on, [laughs] and they’re giving ’em complete hell! There’s a woman, Patricia Greenway — who is not an OSA plant, by the way — said, “Jesse, you will not believe what these kids are doing. You will not believe what they’re doing with these organizations now.”

And I started looking, and I just was so proud. Finally I felt like — I don’t need to be thanked or anything — but I felt like at least one thing, something that I was doing carried forward, somebody picked it up. And you guys did, and I want to thank you for that. I want to thank you guys from the bottom of my heart, because when you’re doing this you’re helping people like me, and these other people here, and even the fools downstairs that are still doing it, wake up.

Wake up.

Thank you.

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