My Scientology excommunication - 2012-05-05
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My Scientology excommunication May 5, 2012,
"Mr. L. Ron Hubbard," the old guy said to me, "the bank so appreciates your business all these years, and it's such a pleasure to finally meet you in person."
Oops. No, this was much more than an oops -- this was a genuine oh fuck! It must have been the work of some SP (Suppressive Person -- Scientology's term for a person who is completely and irredeemably evil. Like me today; I'm an SP.) Well, some SP inside the Swiss banking conspiracy had obviously broken into the files of the Religious Research Foundation and falsely linked them to the Old Man. Fuck, fuck, fuck! I took a deep breath and reminded myself that I was a far superior being to the old man -- lying to him came easy.
Wikipedia cite:
{{cite news | first = Kate | last = Bornstein | title = My Scientology excommunication | url = http://www.salon.com/2012/05/05/my_scientology_excommunication/ | work = Salon | date = May 5, 2012 | accessdate = January 14, 2017 }}