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All that would be nice. But I thought I'd give them the chance to do what is (at least partially) morally correct- give back the money. It wasn't a "Gawd's ministry".. It was a brothel, plain and simple. The upper ups were supplied with a steady diet of women, booze, money, *maybe* even dope.. they misrepresented themselves. Their wives and staff were complicit.. at least three of the wives that I could name names. twi, just do the right thing here. Write the Squirrel a refund check. It's in you power to do so. "but you gave FREELY..." yeah, I gave freely- to a supposed ethical organization, not to a sewer of corruption.. if I wanted to give to a sewer, I wouldn't have needed you. I'd just take fifteen percent of my income and flush it down the toilet..

True. But what if were just the money. I mean, a paltry $50 some thousand, from so many.. I don't think with their might millions that they could pay back those they preyed on.. just the money alone.. well, it might be a good start.

Based on misrepresentation. rosie, donna, etc. In contrast to your assertion, it wasn't a *ministry* I contributed to, for da outreach of da *word*. It was brothel. A brothel.. with stabled female employees to fulfil the whims of vic, loy, and gawd knows who else in a position of supposed authority. I want it all back, every last dime.. $40,000 in "abundant sharing". A refund for the cost of admission to every stinking class I took.. adds up to about $1045. Gas expenses, to and from each class, and ROA. And the cost of buying tickets to roa and various "specials".. about $1200. pay for about 2000 hours of service on various class crews. Mostly foundational classes. I'll take less than minimum wage. That would total about $10,000. Grand total: $52,245.00. *Mr(?)* linder, or once muscle-bound now rapidly growing opulent replacement, please send this bill to da bod. Thank you.

Based on misrepresentation. rosie, donna, etc. In contrast to your assertion, it wasn't a *ministry* I contributed to, for da outreach of da *word*. It was brothel. A brothel.. with stabled female employees to fulfil the whims of vic, loy, and gawd knows who else in a position of supposed authority. I want it all back, every last dime.. $40,000 in "abundant sharing". A refund for the cost of admission to every stinking class I took.. adds up to about $1045. Gas expenses, to and from each class, and ROA. And the cost of buying tickets to roa and various "specials".. about $1200. pay for about 2000 hours of service on various class crews. Mostly foundational classes. I'll take less than minimum wage. That would total about $10,000. Grand total: $52,245.00. *Mr(?)* linder, or once muscle-bound now rapidly growing opulent replacement, please send this bill to da bod. Thank you.

hmm. well, maybe the grammy goes to TLTF.. whatever those four consonants mean. somehow I really don't think they equate to YW.. have to reconsider the consonants here..

I dunno. Maybe it is like crop circles or something. just showing up at the most ordinary places in civilization..

sheesh Socks.. That song just started playing in my head.. I was ready to post it here, and.. maybe we're brothers or something..

I dunno.. the crisis of faith.. as weird as this may sound.. I think people have issues about just being *happy*. Nothing goes my way anymore.. let's rephrase that. about 89 percent of whatever it is does not go my way. in real life that says 11 percent does go my way.. sometimes less.. I'm happy when eight percent goes my way.. there is no crisis. Faith is.. Do I ever get mad at God.. it would make as much sense as getting mad at myself.. sometimes.

I wonder if j.l. has ever had to eat in a soup kitchen.. 3/4 the way through the master's program here, I had to.. I'm not complaining. Having food and raiment, I'm satisfied. Add on top of that a roof over my head.. for the moment. I'm ecstatic.. and a cheap, paid for economy car that does not burn a quart of oil every 500 miles.. and.. a landlord, who loves me enough to give me work to help pay off part of the rent, until I'm far better employed in the spring.. "send rich people to make the way easy".. suggests to me that there is no joy in jl's job at the moment.. *reality* says its too damned hard. maybe he remembers the *goodness* of egypt. You know, the garbage bags full of money at ROA 1975, 1976, 1977..

So.. suppose someone came along, and said "hey. I've got a million extra dollars here. But I'm not exactly THRILLED to give it to you. In fact, I can't say I would be entirely cheerful, at that.." and what. Would j.l. turn him or her away?

You have got to be kidding me. It appears that the "crisis" is not over yet..

Hey Oldskool.. was this an advertisement from the offshoot.. STFI, or from lynn's offshoot of an offshoot? Ah, the cup. This is how you save money.. wayfer (or stiffster.. or what'sitname limited *devotee*) Isn't that LIPSTICK on that cup? j.l (or j.s. or j. somesuch) Nawwwww. That's a smile on that cup. The cup is smiling. Can't you make our cup runneth over?

Maybe the Chinese could invest. I hear they have a lot of money..

So why can't a few helpless(?) defenseless(?) eunuchs just throw her(?) over the wall..

A Squirrel's got to do, what a Squirrel's got to do..

Joining and all.. you know it cuts both ways. *they* are going to have to spend some kind of eternity with an unclean Squirrel. He is very large.. lucky for you, not rabid..

I have a few more descriptions for myself.. christian, spiritualist, scientologist. Gawd forbid, scientologist.. despite tom cruises arrogance and nastiness and L ron's insanity, I find a *little* worthwhile in their religion. Will I join? Nooooooooo... I can see the redeeming factors of an organization that promotes some kind of tradition as well.. will I join? You have a good point here.. how many times can you really "join".. maybe only once. god have mercy on the organization that betrays your trust..

He's not exactly a "public figure" anymore though? who puts up these "public figure" profiles? I thought the "public figures" were meant for people like senators, representatives, speakers of the house.. I don't see how the loyster could claim being a public figure.. except for a brief stint in tights..

What kind of "rest" is mr(?) lynn interested in here? maybe that's the question to ask.. is it.. I'm tired of beating my brains with the victoids principles. I need a rest.. or is it..

soo. It has been several months. How is mr(?) geero this evening? selling classes?

Maybe He created LSD.. sowie.. carry on. sorry. That was the 1940's. Maybe da victoid should have tried some. Then again, who is to say he didn't.. seeing snow on gas pumps in early august.. hearing angels lying about weather reports. You know. I've seen some pretty strange s*it. Even without the drug. But I can take it all in moderation..

I dunno. I think it would just be another banner or poster to sell..

I really thinks that he thinks that he is some kind of celebrity or something..