Picket Report: Atlanta, May 5, 2001; Friendly confront
There were eleven cars parked in front of the cult's storefront when
ethercat and I arrived at 11:00. The sun was warm overhead, and the
acks from passing cars began immediately - honks, and waves, and
smiling thumbs-up! (I have been told that our Australian cousins
assign a different meaning to an upwardly pointing thumb, but here in
the states it means good things.)
Mad_Kow joined us soon, and we began picketing in earnest, sharing our
message with the traffic. There was a small amount of traffic out of
the org, people headed for lunch, including two uniformed Sea Ogres.
Warrior, what do two chevrons on the sleeve mean? Is that high up, or
an underling? I later saw another SOer come out and stand in the
parking lot glaring at us. I did not see any regalia on her, but I
must admit her neckpiece was tied perfectly!
A bit after noon Susan came out toting a camera with a longish (20 cm)
telephoto lens to take (assuming there was film in it) pictures of us.
EC and M_K ignored her, but I was in an expansive mood today, so I
asked her why she was wasting film? Didn't she have plenty of
pictures of us already? Susan asked me why we weren't taking any
pictures, and I told her we had enough from other visits, and besides,
we knew what she and the org looked like. She said "But you don't
have any from today." I have to admit that I was a little rude, and
just stared at her. I could not figure out what she meant. Were we
supposed to be getting proof of our picket for our German (or
Marcabbian, or Mintonista) paymasters? If it isn't on Kodak paper, it
isn't true, maybe?
She then asked me if I still worked on a particular street (regular
picket report readers will remember the time CC Aycher visited us, and
the cult had a stalker follow when EC drove me back to work after a
lunch hour picket. I said she should follow me around and find out.
Susan responded by acting a little huffy (no, not like a bicycle), and
saying SHE had a life, and three children, and a husband! I thought
of several mean things to say, but I was still in a good mood so I
just asked her how her new kid was doing. She responded in a fashion
befitting a doting mother, and I told her I was happy for her. I
think she sensed that I really wanted to ask her if she was boiling
him in the purif, or mal nourishing him with Cal-Mag, or putting him
on the cans yet to get electro-magnetic pseudo-therapy while recalling
being Cleopatra... But I didn't, and the conversation pretty much was
over.
We stayed 'til 1:00 (1300), then retired to a pleasant lunch at a
Southern style restaurant. Mad_Kow picketed solo for a few minutes
while EC and I were putting up our signs. In two hours we had
received 122 acks, and Kow told us he had 5 more while soloing. I
pointed out that in 2 hours of random cars passing by, there was
anti-scientology sentiment shown to us by more people than had ever
been in the org. While this means little objectively, it still made
us feel good.
'til next time!
Wynot
"An individual processed with the aid of the E-meter was said to
reach the intended goal of "clear" and was led to believe there was
reliable scientific proof that once cleared many, indeed most
illnesses would automatically be cured. Auditing was guaranteed to be
successful. All this was and is false -- in short, a fraud. " Federal
District Judge Gesell 333 F. Supp. 357; 1971 U.S. Dist. Court
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06 May 2001
wynot <wynot@soulgarage.net>
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