Title: Toronto Picket Report
#8: Sat. Sept. 20, Part One.
Author: elrond@cgo.wave.ca (Gregg Hagglund)
Date: Tue, 23 Sep 1997 01:27:48 -0500
Toronto Ontario Canada
September 20, 1997.
As announced at the end of Picket Report #7 and
on ARS, the Toronto Contingent of ARSCC(wdne)
staged a Protest Demonstration at the Toronto Hilton
Hotel today. This was the location of the local Borg
Auditors Day Event.
The Picket was attended by Gregg Hagglund, Artemis,
Slippery Jim, {Shadow}, 3 Deep Wog Agents, two
Light Standard Picketers <grin> and hundreds if not
thousands of passersby in cars and taxis. [ These latter
became 'captive' audiences for two minutes at a time
as the street lights cycled. See below.]
The Picket was scheduled for 6:30 to 9 pm
and was visibly attended by the Metropolitan Police
Force at all times to ensure our Freedom of Expression.
[Hilton Security found this to be contrary to what they
were told, by Bill and Al, the Police presence was for.]
I had several new respondents to my public call, on ARS,
for Demonstrators for the Auditors Day Event.
Four new faces volunteered to be "Deep Wogs"
(was called 'deep clams').
The mission of the four Deep Wogs was to attend
and observe the Auditors Day Celebration and provide
concise reporting to me of the event for posting to ARS
and the Web. They were specifically enjoined to not be
disruptive in any way. All agreed to this.
Three made the attempt, one had to cancel due to other
commitments.
Note: the Toronto Org falsely advertised this event
as open to the public. The Org failed to mention a caveat:
to enter the Event one had to fill out a complete
information sheet on oneself. Many of the questions were
personal in nature and inappropriate. Mr Buttnor himself
lamely explained to one Deep Wog that the event was for
Scientologists only. This was another lie. If the event
were closed then why the sign up/in sheets for fresh faces?
[Does filling out these extensive and intrusive forms, as at
the Auditors Day Event, make one a Scientologist? If so
then I myself am one, as I filled one out, long ago
when the Borg was on Avenue Road in Toronto!
Therefore: I WANT MY DECLARE!]
" Bill Osvath of the Toronto Org told the Hilton Hotel
that the evening event was open to the general public and
there should be a *huge* influx of people due to the
'New Slant' campaign." -source:{Shadow}
[This optimism on Bill's part cost the Org dearly, for
they booked Hilton Facilities that far exceeded those
necessary. Very expensive optimism Bill.]
This conversation took place between one of the
Deep Wog Agents and the Cos on Thursday, September 18.
>
>I called a few minutes ago from a pay phone (Queen&University) and
>the conversation went something like this:
>
> [ring]
> A. Church of Scientology, how may I help you?
> Q. Hi.
> A. Hello.
> Q. Hey, I understand you have some sort of thing going on this
> Saturday [...]
> A. Oh yes!
> Q. [...] and while I understand that it is being held at the Hilton,
> there appears to be some confusion as to when.
> A. Oh. Yes. Well, it starts at 7:30, but the doors will open
> at 7 o'clock.
> Q. Excellent! Is the event open to the public?
> A. Oh most certainly it is! You may bring any number of friends
> you like.
> Q. Ok. Thanks alot!
> A. Oh wait -- have you been confirmed?
> Q. [Hesitates] No.
> A. Well, if I could have your name we could put you up on the
> board.
> Q. Oh! Thats ok. There is still a chance I won't be able to make
> it so I'll pass on that for now.
> A. Ok then.
> Q. G'day eh.
> [click]
>
>When they asked if I was "confirmed", it wasn't immediately obvious they
>were speaking in a "reservation" sense. At the time she asked, I was
>wondering what possible meaning "confirmed" has in this so-called
>"religion" ...
>
>Anyways, I'm now expecting them to ask for my name at the door when I
>arrive. This could be a short visit...
And indeed it was.
I am proud to say all Deep Wog agents, when faced with having to
choose to deceive the Co$ by lying in writing in order to penetrate
and peacefully observe, chose not to.
One Deep Wog was actually asked to leave by Buttnor.
[I posted that report seperately but will include it at this point
when I can *finally* update my Website this week.]
The other two Deep Wog agents, when directed by Sea Ogres to
the "Registrars Desk" demurred at filling out the forms and left
without being asked to.
There were other individuals who desired to attend,
drawn in one way or another, who also balked at this
condition of entry and were asked to leave. Several
of them spoke to me outside, more on that later.
***
[This next portion posted with permission and has been
edited by {Shadow}:]
My day started early as I had been in email contact
with an individual who called themself {Shadow}
and claimed to be on Staff at the Toronto Org.
I had my doubts as to trusting such a source, but
I did engage in a most interesting series of posts,
(all wiped BTW). The net result of this exchange
was the finding of common ground. {Shadow} is
a scientologist who is convinced, by personal experience,
that the tech can be self enabling. {Shadow} objects to several
aspects of the Co$, including: the prices, the religious
aspects, the culling of PC Folders, all the BT nonesense
after going Clear, the attitude of several staff members
at the Org, especially [.....{S}.....] and especially 'Wimpy'
whom {Shadow} regards as more suited in a Brown
Shirt and Swastika than in Sea Ogre Blue.
{ 'Wimpy' should be actually called 'Limpy'
and *is* behind his back, due to some significant
2d failures - S}
{Shadow} understands the nature of my objections
to the conduct of the Co$ and wants to see the Tech
made available without the rest of the 'Railroad'.
{Shadow} has volunteered to supply, from time to
time, inside snippets of the Toronto Org for awhile
until {Shadow} leaves.{Shadow} is unafraid of being
uncovered by Sec Checks because [.....{S}....] !
I met {Shadow} in the [......{S}....] part of Toronto
so as to make the likelihood of observation minimal.
This was to be the only time we were to ever meet
face to face as long as {Shadow} was still on staff
and in the Co$.
The meet came off without a hitch. We conferred
and came to terms which I have somewhat revealed
above. There are more, but all are reasonable and
necessary to protect the identity of {Shadow}.
***
At about 5 pm, wearing my Priests Garb, (surprise
OSA, I am an Ordained Minister in my Order and
infact the Head of that Order. Now try and find out
just *what* Order that is!) I entered the Hilton
Hotel and briefly conferred with Hotel Staff. I then
took the escalators down to the lower Convention Floor
Lobby. The Toronto Org, having rented the meeting facilities
on the South side of the Convention Floor was entitled to use
the Southern half of the lobby for displays.
I stood at the bottom of the escalators and observed
a few Toronto Org staff whom I knew know me as
a Protestor. However, there were several Co$ites
who did not. One of whom saw me and approached me
and asked: " Hi! My name is --- Are you onlines?"
"No, I am not a Scientologist, but I have read Dianetics,
New Slant and other works by Ron."
"Well, you are a little early, nothing will be happening
until Seven."
"I know, but I was in the area early on other business
and I thought I'd stick my head in and see what was
being set up. I am curoius by nature." (Big Smile)
" Are you a Priest?"
"Yes, I haven't sat in on any of the local Ecumenical
meetings that Rev. Buttnor has, but we are, ahh, acquainted."
"Well feel free to look around then, Father. You will excuse
me but I have to run and change. If you have any questions
everyone is taking a break at the other end over there.Bye"
"Good bye and thank you"
"You are welcome, Father."
The moment she reached the top of the escalator I whipped
out my camera and started taking shots.
I knew I would have only a few moments.
First a shot of a terrible likeness of
Hubbard done in bronze and on a Pedestal.
Then a shot of a table with forms for filling out and much literature.
(None of which I felt was ethical to take.)
Then a full shot of the Co$ half of the Lobby.
I then advanced to the displays and the staff behind
the escalators.
Staff were beginning to be aware of my flash.
I hoped my camera batteries were fresh enough
to cycle into 'flash-ready' fast enough.
I got a shot of a display of Emeters, seven in all.
( Retail $35,000 total, manufacturers price: $50.00 each.)
One Co$Lady was closing in and was not happy.
I got one more shot in of the book display of "Truth" and "Mest".
Now they were closing in from all sides except the way had come,
so I began to walk back to the escalators as I put my camera away.
The Co$Lady was quite upset: "What are you doing!?" she asks.
I felt like launching into the invnetion and history of the camera
and its evolution in modern times, but I guessed this wasn't the
right time, so I said, "Taking Pictures."
"Oh no," she says, "Why are you taking Pictures?!"
"For publication", I answer.
"Publication?! Where?! For who?!"
"On the Internet and the Web for the education of
the general public. I like to keep people abreast
of the activities of the Church of Scientology in Toronto."
" Who told you you could take pictures?!"
" Who says I can not?"
"Well, no one, but you should ask first!"
"Why? This area is a public one and besides I was
invited by ---- to take a look. Also, if I had asked
would I have received permission?"
"NO!"
"That is precisely why it was important for me *not* to
ask. Scientology hides a lot, doesn't it?"
"What is your name? Are you a Priest or something?"
At this point I am almost on the escalator, six Sea Ogres
and others are converging.
" Yes, and my name is Gregg Hagglund."
She hurriedly grabs paper and a pen from the Registrars table,
knocking things about. Now I am on the up escalator.
"You needn't write it down," I offered," Mr. Buttnor is well
acquainted with me."
There is now a small group crowded at the bottom of the escalator
watching me ascend into the rational world. One shouts up at me,
"I know you! You have know rights to be in this building!"
" You forgot something" I shouted back, now nearing the top of the
escalator and facing backwards to my direction of travel.
"What?" that one yelled back.
"Wog Law Rules" I said and did a nicely timed back step off the
escalator at the top.
I stopped neatly without a jar and looked back down at them.
I felt a deep saddness sweep over me for the angry group
at the Bottom of the Up Escalator.
There they stood impotently or milled about, trapped in the
Fantasy Hell woven by a meglomaniac.
Most unfortunate. They are all victims.
I headed for the Hilton Security Office. No one was there, but
the door was standing open and the phone was ringing and blinking.
The button flashing showed the call originating from the Convention Level.
I briefly toyed with anwering it and driving the Co$ites crazy, but did not.
It was not my phone.
I waited ten rings and it stopped. I waited a little
longer, just outside the door and then I left the Hotel to meet
with Artemis at the CITYTV speakers corner for a Television
Appearance.
It was a 500 meter walk.
The weather was holding. Sunny, but cool and the wind was
a bit gusty.
It was 5:30 and traffic was picking up. Richmond street,
upon which we would be At Cause soon, is the gateway to
the parking areas in and around Toronto Theatre district.
And at this corner, where Richmond,
(which runs 4 lane wide oneway east),
meets University
(which has 4 lanes north and 4 lanes south)
the lights are very, very long.
I was looking forward to a good Picket and Information
Dissemination to the well heeled, car bourne,theatre goers
attending the very expensive Sat Nite Shows.
But first to meet with Artemis and to create for the
Toronto Co$, the Sound Bite From Hell.
End Part One. Part two tomorrow.(Tues)
Gregg SP4
http://www.cgocable.net/~elrond
--
" I'm sure it's obvious to all who read my stuff, that I have
serious problems when it comes to being able to communicate."
- -RonsAmigo, Official OSA Shill on ARS
$cientology Lawyer Bait: Co$ cures Cancer?:
"Step Four - Cures for Illness You will now find BTs and clusters
being cures for illnesses of the body part. Handle all such BTs and
clusters by blowing them off. 'Cures for Illness' will then cease to read."
--- øøø L.R.Hubbard © ??? ---
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