Picket report, Hemet 6 May 2001
Not much to tell. My SP Daddy-O and I arrived at 10:30 and waited around
at Ida's place shooting the shit until we decided no one was gonna join
us.
Rather than go to Gold, we decided to stake out a busy intersection in
downtown Hemet. Hundreds of people drove by and read my sign,
"Scientology, the "church" with a Body Count-www.xenu.net."
One guy stopped, told me he was a cab driver who picked up a couple at
Gold who wanted to leave. His cab was chased. He also gave someone a
ride out to Happy Valley and got inside the gate, but wasn't allowed to
linger once he discharged his passenger. I believe he was a native
American, probably Luiseno, a local band. He knew about Keith's case,
and quite a bit about Scientology. I gave him a Xenu flier that had an
insert provided by Keith, "Scientology Hurts People," I think it was. He
said he was going to look up xenu.net as soon as he got home! I told him
he was welcome to copy the flier and distribute it, we're not copyright
nazis, nope.
Ida noticed a green SUV drive by her house after we arrived there
initially, and mentioned it. While we were out on the street, my dad
noticed a green SUV which drove by going west. The driver spotted us and
immediately got on his cell phone; this occurred while I was talking to
the cab driver. We decided it was time to leave, we'd been there almost
an hour anyway, and Ida had a pork roast and asparagus thing going.
That is all.
"Every week, every month, every year, every decade and now
every century, Scientology does weird and stupid things
to damage its own reputation." -Steve Zadarnowski
"Comparing Scientology to a motorcycle gang is a gross, unpardonable
insult to bikers everywhere. Even at our worst, we are never as bad as
Scientology." -ex-member, Thunderclouds motorcycle "club"
06 May 2001
bwarr1@_NOSPAMhome.com
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Barb
Chaplain, ARSCC
http://members.home.net/bwarr1/index.htm (this site is down right now.)
http://www.geocities.com/bwarr_2000/ mirror site
Scientology:
Do you want to save the world?
Then eat this booger.
--Hud Nordin