My brother, the Scientologist: Trying to bridge the gap when Hubbardism is in the way - 2019-08-12
We heard from a reader who told us about her situation trying to deal with a sibling who is a dedicated Scientology staffer. They aren't disconnected, but this brother-sister pair have an interesting situation we thought you'd want to read about. Here's our reader's account about what it's like growing up with a brother so committed to the cause...
I'm an ex-Scientologist. I was born into the church. So was my brother. He was a garden variety mid-80's mall rat growing up. Only when you scratched a little on the topic of spirituality, or math, did the arcana and lacuna of his Scientology schooling show up. One of his favorite declamations, usually delivered to grown-ups, was: "What if I said you could live the rest of your life without ever getting sick?"
He wanted to be a writer. He wrote rather a lot, and the horror genre was a favorite creative outlet. One favorite gag of his was to put down a bunch of characters and name them after personal friends. There was mirth in it for him — he liked when his reading audience detected the embedded winks. He enjoyed springing on people what he didn't know to call "O. Henry endings." When he was 13, he pretended to host a radio show from our porch. Had events played out differently, had forces been differently balanced, I suspect his proclivities might have taken him into "communications" in some form.