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Part 13: Barbara Schwarz reveals shocking news!

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BarbaraSchwarz

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Dec 3, 2002, 1:01:03 PM12/3/02
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Well, here is more:

I had to earn money, but as I already wrote, Germany discriminates
terribly against Scientologists, just like they did against the Jews
and it is hard to find a job, even if you are qualified. I took a job
as a temp. It was not good paid, but they always needed people and
they ignored me being Scientologist, because many people don't put up
with a temp slavery-job. I worked in German companies as BMW, Nixdorf,
Deutsche Bank, Castelli, Laser-company Suss and many more. I often
worked directly for their executives. Nobody of them knew that I was
legally incapacitated and if I would have told them, they all would
have thought I am joking. I got several offers to stay permanently,
but I also knew the moment I would tell in the companies that I am a
Scientologist, they would kick me out, it doesn't matter how good my
work was, because the German government and media poisoned everybody
with their hatred against Scientology.

Same time I had to get rid of the guardianship. I went to see a
psychiatrist ("psych") in Munich and asked him to write an expertise
about me being sane. He doubted not one second that I am not sane. He
told me he would be no friend of the psychs of the Uni of Munich, but
it would be a long and hard battle, because they don't like being
proven wrong. He asked me to see him on a regular basis to work that
out, but the last that I wanted was to see a psych on a regular basis.

I picked another one, a psych that had Indian nationality. He went to
work right away and tested me with those stupid ink spots on cards,
asked me lots of questions, sexually harassed me in between, stopped
me right in middle of the IQ test, saying that the test results are
already high enough and there would be no need to find out how high my
IQ really is. However, he certified that I am sane and the
guardianship is not justified.

Helmuth Bloebaum, the one who became President of the Munich org after
me, told me I shall give lawyer Bluemel another chance, if I want to
get rid of the guardianship. I knew that Helmuth wanted to help me to
get my independence back and that he also had a point, because
professionally trained attorneys have more weight in court than a pro
se party. I was still hesitating, but gave Bluemel one power of
attorney to just represent me in that one case. I was hoping that
Marty was not thinking that just because Bluemel represented me in
that case that any other information that Bluemel forwarded to him
about me would be true.

A while later I had a hearing in that case before at least three
judges. I did not like how Bluemel represented me and I did not win
with Bluemel. The judges made one thing very clear: They don't have
the guts to overrule a decision that is made by psychs from the Uni of
Munich. In Germany psychiatrists have more power than judges. Judges
don't dare to contradict them, it doesn't matter how wrong they
personally feel that the psychs are.

Bluemel blamed the Indian psych. He said he would be an "exot" and
that is why he is not credible. He was somehow right with this,
because Germany discriminates against everyone that is not of German
blood.

Then I came up with with the solution, and I did it without Bluemel or
anybody else. I knew I had to turn those Uni of Munich psychs around.
So, I worked out a plan. I called psych Kapfhammer and told him that I
want to talk to him. He agreed right away, but I had a bad feeling
going back in that horrible institution. After I entered the closed
ward, I saw some of the girls were back, that were discharged as
healed before. They were back committed and looked awfully.

I smiled the nicest smile that I could produce and asked monster
Kapfhammer to please assist me to get rid of the guardianship. My
kidneys were hurting while I spoke to him, and I rather would have
punched him where it would hurt him most, but I knew if I would do
that, I would be toast. He made clear that he only would write to the
court in favor of me, if I admit that I was mentally ill. He was
blackmailing me! It was outrageous. He was the one that suffered on a
mental illness, but he could not confront to admit that he was wrong.

I bit my teeth together and said that I was flipped out, and I
thought, flipped out because of the outrageous criminal treatment they
had for me. This did it for Kapfhammer, but as he is a coward, he told
me that he would only write to the court on my behalf, if the other
psych Nedopil would also agree.

Short time after that I had an appointment with psych Nedopil. He sent
his assistant to the door to ask me if I am Mr. Nedopil's wife. If I
would have said yes, Nedopil would have made a pass at me in his
office, but as I replied, that I am absolutely not his wife, I think
he was not very encouraged.

I told him that Kapfhammer would only agree to write a postitive
statement to the court on my behalf, if Nedopil would agree as well. I
gave Nedopil also one of my killer-smiles, despite that I rather would
have slapped his face for the many months of deprivation of liberty
and the discriminatory lies he wrote about me in his "expertise", that
he wrote by collecting information about me only from second hands.

He told me that he would of course agree with Kapfhammer, but they
would have hoped that I would turn against Scientology. They wanted to
have a high Scientology official as I was to destroy Scientology in
Germany. I told him nicely that I am not this kind of a woman. He told
me that he tried all psycho drugs that are available on himself. I was
thinking he looked and acted exactly like that, but I just flashed my
lashes. He told me that his problem is that his patients don't want to
know him anymore after the treatment. I thought, so am I, and
carefully prepared my departure. I left him giving him one last sweet
smile.

Back in the streets I wanted to jump to the sky for joy. I was on the
way to get my precious freedom back and fooled those inhumane idiots,
by just telling them what they wanted to hear, but not what I thought
of them.

I however did not receive any order from the court that the
guardianship was cancelled, because Rosemarie Bretschneider stole the
order out of my mail and appealed the determination without my
knowledge. But I accidentially found the judgment from the appeal
court later. The appeal court denied Ms. Bretschneider's motion,
saying they don't consider it anymore successful to try further
deprogramming attempts on me. I had it black on white! The only reason
why they kidnapped me and put me in the institutions and under
guardianship was, because they wanted to deprogram me from Scientology
and not because I had a mental illness.

Rosemarie Bretschneider also bribed the mailman to give her the
certified letter from the court with my returned passport. I just got
my passport back from her after I threatened I would break in her
antique desk with force to get my passport, if she would not hand it
to me on her own.

I asked her so many times to get a life of her own, to leave me alone
and that her actions violate my constitutional rights. She replied
word for word: "You and rights? Bah!"

Yes, this is Rosemarie, the fanatical German. Read in installment 14,
what kind of "relationship" I have with her today and that something
(not much), but something started to change within her.

Barbara Schwarz, December 3, 2002

Harold Pekteno

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BarbaraSc...@hotmail.com (BarbaraSchwarz) wrote in message news:<a6bc00a0.02120...@posting.google.com>...

> I had to earn money, but as I already wrote, Germany discriminates
> terribly against Scientologists, just like they did against the Jews
> and it is hard to find a job, even if you are qualified.

Solution: stop calling yourself a Scientologist. Distance yourself
from the criminal cult, and get some professional psychological help.

--
Harold Pekteno, SP2, Ethics Officer, ARSCC (wdne) Mesa Chapter
Some days you are the bug; some days you are the windshield.

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