This is Photojournalist Fred G. Haseney with his eye on scientology. Today, I’m reporting from the Pacific Area Command Base (“PAC Base” or “Big Blue”), the so-called “church” of scientology’s West Coast headquarters. Ladies and gentlemen, the Sea Organization (“SO”), scientology’s protector of the Golden Age of Nothing Tech Phase II and mankind’s only hope for salvation, rode into Los Angeles last night in the form of the Flag World Tour. All hail Xenu!
The Sea Organization is a rigid disciplinarian which never spares the rod nor spoils the scientologist. The SO is a symbol of authority at which scientologists tremble, wielded with power so tyrannical that scientology, and its Leader, David “Let Him Die” Miscavige, have become the scourge of mankind.
As is the case with any narcissistic enterprise, scientology enjoys isolating its members. Case in point: Flag, the “spiritual headquarters” for scientologists worldwide. Located in Clearwater, Florida, this “religious retreat” is just that: a compound that specializes in “ministering” the technology of scientology on a grand scale not found anywhere else on Teegeeack. Only at Flag would a scientologist expect to find the best of flagellating the human spirit.
Flag, a multilingual org, can flagellate scientologists in over one hundred languages in the 12-story dungeon, the Fort Harrison Hotel. For those who favor salty air in their wounds, the Sandcastle provides advanced flagellation in the form of auditing, or “spiritual counseling.” Or, for those interested in learning to deliver The Golden Age of Flagellation Tech Phase II, there’s the Coachman Building, used as the SO’s training center.
In order to compliment Flag’s ever-shrinking international congregation, David Miscavige’s SO slaves have gone into overdrive. Continual, round-the-clock construction has turned downtown Clearwater into a ghost town which now boasts the eleventy-seventy-two-thousand-square-foot Oak Grove, accommodations for visiting scientologists. The pillow cases at that facility were hand-made by David Miscavige, the fabric of which is so perfect and fine that it effectively soaks the tears of scientologists without even a hint or trace.
Flag is the home of corporal chastisement and is practiced with relentless severity on the backs of the unfortunate in the form of Security Checks (“Sec Checks”). Gone are the days of the whip or the rod. Just hand a scientologist sent to Flag for reprogramming a set of e-meter cans, sit back, and watch the sparks fly. In order to strike evil-doers with terror, scientologists on Operating Thetan (“OT”) Level VII are to report to Flag for regular Sec Checks. When this instrument of torture is found to have no effect on a scientologist, or when such an evil-doer fails to properly succumb under such oppression, Flag sends the offender to the “High King” of Division One, the public Ethics Officer (“EO”). A Flag EO can often deliver torture that a Sec Check cannot, from mild punishments, such as amends projects, to harsher instruments of correction not limited to making huge monetary donations for the next “Ideal Org” project.
Once a year, Flag embarks on a World Tour in an attempt to refill its coffers. On the afternoon of Sat., June 4, 2016, I went to PAC Base to observe the event preparations.
Photo Caption: Two SO members walk along Sunset Blvd., between L. Ron Hubbard Way (“LRH Way”) and Vermont Ave. Notice the clip board; it reads: “PAC Events.”
Photo Caption: At 2:00 PM, LRH Way sat closed to traffic and pedestrians (unless you were a resident, that is). For this photo, I’m facing south. To my right, the parking lot behind LA Org is encased in The Golden Age of Sheet Tech Phase II. In the middle of the road there’s more Sheet Tech that extends toward Fountain Ave. about half way down the street. Residents were able drive up and down LRH Way and not see the tables and chairs set up between the sheets and LA Org.
Photo Caption: The Golden Age of Sidewalk Tech Phase II will be in full force later on, more so than I’ve ever seen before (which isn’t that much since I’ve only been to a few events after leaving scientology in 2014).
Photo Caption: The Golden Age of White Sheet Tech Phase II at the southwest corner of LRH Way and Sunset Blvd.
Photo Caption: “Closed House—None are Welcome.” This sign greets pedestrians and motorists as they pass scientology on Sunset Blvd.
Photo Caption: This is a female PAC Security Guard standing on LRH Way near Sunset Blvd.
Photo Caption: These scientologists are on the dreaded Survival Rundown (from all appearances, this kind of “technology” could hurt, not help, a person physically, mentally and/or spiritually). On the left is the “coach,” a SO member who carries the traditional white, see-through clipboard and blue pen. The other girl is the “twin,” and most likely a public scientologist. Do you know any of these women? Has scientology’s toxic practice of “disconnection” forced you to cut ties with either of them forever? Is either girl your daughter, ex-wife, granddaughter, niece, aunt or ex-coworker or boss? As Phil and Willie Jones would say, “To my loved one in scientology… call me.”
Photo Caption: Two scientologists wearing dianetics t-shirts cross LRH Way.
Photo Caption: This is LRH Way, looking north from Fountain Ave. Notice the PAC Security Guard straddling his bicycle.
Photo Caption: Red arrow #1 points to PAC Security Guard Odo “Auto” Huber. He’s spotted me. Oh, no! Notice the intensity in his walk. Red arrow #2 points to PAC Security Guard Jason, the first SG to spread rumors about me from information stolen from the Pre-Clear (“PC”) and Ethics folders I left behind when I escaped scientology after 37-years. Information I told a scientology auditor and Ethics Officer should be private, much like the clergy-penitent privilege. As described by Wikipedia, that’s an “application of the principle of privileged communication that protects the contents of communications between a member of the clergy of any religious faith.” If scientology insists on spreading rumors about former members such as myself, then they can’t very well be a religion, can they?
Photo Caption: Sea Org members doing a drill, perhaps on the Survival Rundown (“SR”), sit in the shade near the front steps to the Main Bldg. on Fountain Ave.
Photo Caption: Two SO members have a conversation on Catalina St., between Fountain Ave. and Sunset Blvd.
Photo Caption: Everio joins me on Catalina St., with its handler, Odo, in tow.
Photo Caption: Is this PAC Security Guard, positioned across the street from Everio, to be a witness, just in case? Update: his name is Parker Osmon. Thanks to TW for identifying him.
Photo Caption: Preparations are underway for stage lighting in the parking lot behind LRH Way.
Photo Caption: As much as I could, I had fun with Everio. Notice the red arrow in this picture which points out a glaring gap in the Golden Age of White Sheet Tech Phase II. As I focused my camera on what sat inside the enclosed area, Everio and Odo jumped between us to prevent me from doing so.
Photo Caption: I have a message for this scientologist, a new Sea Org member on the Estates Project Force (“EPF”): Your smile is beautiful; your spirit is wonderful. Being new to the Sea Org must be an exciting opportunity but mark my words: soon, you’ll most likely loose that smile. The Sea Org will sour your spirit. Run! Flee while there’s still time! (I should know: I used to be on the EPF, 1977-78, 1980-81.) Notice the Sea Org logo on her shirt, with the words, “Estates Project Force.”
Photo Caption: This senior Sea Org member will most likely have her photo in an upcoming scientology publication. Here, we see her with the camera crew, all SO members, on the front steps of the Main Bldg.
Photo Caption: She has a winning smile.
Photo Caption: A public person (the “twin”) walks with her Sea Org Survival Rundown “coach.” Notice the traditional white clipboard.
Photo Caption: It’s my shadow, Odo, without Everio, near the corner of LRH Way and Fountain Ave.
Photo Caption: It’s my shadow, Odo, without Everio, near the corner of New Hampshire Ave. and Fountain Ave. Here, Odo is standing outside the International Association of Scientologists (“IAS”) office.
At 2:13 PM, I shot this video of Odo at the corner of Catalina St. and Fountain Ave. It seems that his sole reason for living is to approach me as would the Terminator, silently, with stealth, determination, and video camera in hand.
AT 2:27 PM, I shot this video of Everio and Mr. Huber at the corner of LRH Way and Sunset Blvd.
All images (unless noted otherwise) © 2015—2016 Fred G. Haseney. All rights reserved.