Part 35: Barbara Schwarz reveals shocking news!
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surely had the idea of running away, but I still was thinking that I
may be responsible for his death. There was also Margie Stettler, the
wife of Juerg Stettler, who was similar supressive and
non-scientological as Juerg Stettler. She was the GO ethics officer
and there was no doubt in my mind that she would have recommended a SP
declare if I would have not gone through with the marriage.
The German official, that married us held an awfully boring speech and
constantly nooded with his head, just as somebody who wants to close a
deal with tricks as mentioned in the book "Big Leage Sales", which
also not L. Ron Hubbard but others introduced into Scientology.
Rosemarie Bretschneider (RB) demanded to be the witness, otherwise
hell would break lose. The other witness was Juergen's father. My
siblings were there, Jurgens family and lots of other people that I
did not know, but no further Scientologists, because we did not marry
in Munich. It's a tradition in Germany to steal the bride for a
while, but everybody was afraid to do this to me, because my memory to
Mark Rathbun (de Rothschild) could have come back.
I bought me a simple white Laura Ashley dress with no vail. I also did
not want any expensive ring, because I knew it will anyhow not last.
Our rings were just worth 25 German Marks.
RB secretly and without my knowledge ordered a crown from a florist,
made out of red roses and white marguerites and pressed it on my head
on the wedding day. I looked like Jesus going to a cruzification, just
that my crown had more flowers. I got a bad allergy from those flowers
just a few hours later.
RB also tried to "deprogram" us on our wedding day from Scientology.
She was just unbelievable. She insisted on a Christian wedding and
ceremony, but we were Scientologists. She called a Lutheran priest in
that town, but he said he would not marry Scientolgists to each other.
She finally found a catholic priest you came to Juergen's parents
house and told that he would not really marry us to each other, just
bless the marriage. Juergen had resign from the catholic church years
ago and my only connection to the catholic church was that I was
abused by members active in that church.
The catholic priest wrapped something heavy and catholic around our
hands and "blessed" us, while I just were wishing RB to hell through
that ceremony, for constantly forcing her German supressive will on
us. She also paid for a hotel room that we should have a appropriate
wedding night. There was no wedding night. I was sick and Juergen made
the best of it, counting the money we got from his relatives and
friends of his family.
At home in Munich, she demanded that RB demanded that our flat would
be furnished and wallpapered just the way she wanted it. She acted as
she would have gotten married! She did not allow us to choose our own
bed. She picked it out. She was one big neverending nightmare.
She also gave us no choise to pick out where we wanted to go to
moneymoon. I wanted no honeymoon at all. She bought tickets for us to
communistic Romania at the Black Sea and we flew down there in a very
small plane that fell constantly in air holes and I thought several
times that we may crash. The crew looked more like janitors than a
flight crew.
The beach was dirty, the water too, and there was lots of noise from
loudspeakers with screaming bad music. Everywhere were I looked I saw
alcoholics sleeping with bottles in their hands. There was also
nothing to buy. The stores had only two kinds of goods, one were dry
hard cookies, the other one booze. The food portions in the hotel were
so small that we were constantly hungry, everybody approached us, if
we had western money to exchange with their worthless money, but there
was nothing that you could buy except some useless handicraft. The
Romania women run after me and wanted to have my dresses, it was
really terrible.
After a few days I told Juergen that I can't stand it anymore and we
waived the other week and took an early flight home. When RB found
out, she was upset, blamed us of being unthankful and that we just
returned early out of spite. Sure, what can be nicer than a honeymoon
in a communistic country? We returned because we were hungry, very
bored, and also appalled.
Anyway, RB hated Juergen first, but my sister liked him. I really have
to admit that during the time we were married, he never antagonized
RB. I worked again on her not more to rail against Scientology and he
went pretty well along with it, except to the very end, but I tell
that later.
She started to love Juergen and called him "Juergele" and "my son". He
knew that she was one of earth wildest SP's and lunatics, but he sort
of charmed her. RB was so embarrassing. One time he told me that she
gave him sex tips. Isn't that everybody's dream of a mother?
Juergen and I had absolutely no romantic marriage, we were rather like
friendly room mates. Many female Scientologists got pregnant in the
org at that time and I was asked often when I would have a baby. I
knew that RB and the German still Nazi government would have taken
that baby away, to make an Anti-Scientologist out of it, so why should
I even consider it? Today I know that I would have not survived the
pregnancy, not because something was wrong with me physically, but the
German still Nazi secret service would have ordered the doctors to
kill me during childbirth, just as they did with my mother, Ron's
wife, Sarah de Rothschild.
Juergen and I were married 5 years, but the last year only on the
paper. During the four years were were together, we were also
seperated very often, because either he or I were on training or
missions. The actual time we were together boils down to much less
than four years.
I knew we were not meant to be together. I had hoped that he would
have come to me, telling me that he wants to have a romantic
passionate wife and would have asked me for a divorce, but he never
did. On the day of our divorce hearing he had tears in his eyes and
asked me why we would do this.
The answer is, Juergen: Because you can't build a marriage on
hishonesty. I already had a husband, Marty, and you knew that after I
had met him again, there was no chance in hell that I would stay
married to you.
I noticed that there were quite some other male Scientologists that
had more or less serious crushes on me, but most (unfortunately not
all) restained from comming close romantically and rather enjoyed
being around me as friends, after all was there anybody who did not
knew that I was married to Marty?
You should have done as they had, Juergen. Don't fall in love with a
married woman, it is not wise, that is why your heart got broken too
at the end.
Read in installment 36 that I became again GO staff and what else
happened before I became the President of the German Scientology org.
Barbara Schwarz, December 18, 2002