Part 37: Barbara Schwarz reveals shocking news!
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by criminal anti-Scientologists. Sometimes the students of the PR
course were asked to assist the GO WW staff with surveys or something
similar. I remember I was asked by a middle aged female staff in the
ethics office to support her in kicking Mathias Patel from staff and
out of Scientology, because he did not show up for work and claimed to
be sick. I was shocked because I knew Ron would have not threwn out
anybody, just because contracted a flu bug or for any other sickness.
I knew Mathias from Munich, but not very well, because when I became
GO staff in Munich, he was just on his way to become GO WW staff.
Still wondering about that ethics officer, I visited Mathias in his
room and checked if he needs medical help. I knew that he was the
target of that woman and perhaps others, and that he might be declared
even to a Suppressive Person, so I asked him about his intentions and
plans in SCN. I found nothing to be wrong with him, exept that he had
not shown up this day for work. He told me that he will be back on his
job soon, and I believe he was the next day. I wrote a report to the
HCO and my recommendation were not that he shall be routed off or be
declared to be a SP. The executive officer did not like my report a
bit, but she had to accept it.
There was also a course supervisor, who did not allow me to rewind and
listen several times to L. Ron Hubbard's laughter on a PR-course tape.
I really loved his voice and he had a very nice laughter, but the
supervisor stopped me, which is pretty odd for an alleged
Scientologist, isn't it?
My twin on the PR-course was a guy from Paris with name Frank Padva.
He was like my shadow, but it was easy to have him around, because he
was funny in a non-offensive way. It was hard to say who cracked more
jokes, he or I, but I believe I was holding the records. His english
was as miserable as mine at this time, but we managed to communicate
just fine.
One day we left Saint Hill after 10pm for East Grinstead where we had
rooms. Suddenly a car drove down the small street and it's headlights
reflected on a big yellow traffic sign. The tree branches looked for a
long moment like the shadows of snipers, really!
I felt something like real panic. I yelled to Frank Padva: "Run! They
are comming!" and the both of us ran all the long way down to East
Grinstead in just a couple of minutes. Back in the village I knew I
had overreacted and had seen something that wasn't, but I never found
out what gotten into Frank Padva, who also run for his life.
I just wished I would have had the time to examine my reaction to
shadows of snipers, because it was not like me at all to panic or see
things that weren't there. If I would have sat down to think, I could
have recovered parts of my memories right there. (My memory came back
after I met Marty again and I tell later more hereto.) After I had
recovered my memories, I could explain my reaction in Saint Hill
perfectly. The snipers, hired by a German still Nazi secret service
indeed had attacked us at an earlier time in Saint Hill and we were
forcefully removed and so our memories.
Following my PR training I was almost constantly on mission somewhere
in Germany. If a mission had a problem, I was the one that was sent to
handle it. I came a lot around and I knew every org and every mission
that I visited was secretly infiltrated by non-Scientologists, that
worked on orders to destroy and create bad PR.
The mission in Duesseldorf was a spot that had only criminal
infiltrators and no Scientologists at all, and that was the mission I
had to visit most often. I truly believe that the mission of Klaus and
Beatix Lohmann in Duesseldorf was just opened to create more problems
for Scientology. I went up there without any prejudice and wanted to
help them handling their problems with the government, that attacked
the mission badly, as much as I could, but the 1.1. smirks on the
faces of those mission holders and staffmembers, but also many of
their public never went away.
One of the governmental attackers were Ralph Mucha from the
Duesseldorf Jugendamt, (juvenile office), which was typically German
weird, because nobody in that mission was a juvenile. Mucha was just
one of the many Nazi style attackers that thought they can build a
career by ignoring constiutional rights of Scientologists to exercise
their religion in peace. Mucha just like Heinemann and his criminal
helpers used to enter the missions unwelcome and tried to destroy the
peace with their presence.
However, the mission staffs were similary uncool. Beatix Lohmann used
a pendulum on ther "PC's" to heal sickness and to make people remember
their past lives! She also crawled on the floor, opened the door to
auditing rooms and listened in on the auditing sessions. She had no
regards for the privacy of the PC's.
Klaus Lohmann told me that Scientology needs enemies, otherwise
Scientologists would not know how to behave, and latest then, I knew
why the mission had so many enemies. Fact is, that real Scientologists
always knew how to behave and very well behaved ethical, but the
criminal infiltrators, the non-Scientologists, did not. I also heard
that their highest trained auditor blew and joined the Jehova
witnesses, which is also telling me, he never was a Scientologist in
the first plase.
All their "problems" were staged in co-operation with the German
government and the Scientology attackers. Before I made my first
mission to Duesseldorf, I was told that a woman climed on a
windowsill in this mission after an auditing session and threatened to
jump. From all I could tell, it was not serious at all, the
infiltrator never would have jumped, it was just staged to get
Scientology in troubles.
Nobody of the mission holders, the staff or the public called it a
Scientology mission, they all called it only the "Eaststreet". I hated
this place and I wrote reports that the mission holders and the staff
are the biggest problem and should be handled first of all, but as
Juerg Stettler, another infiltrator overlooked the mission, nobody was
handled.
One day, I returned from Duesseldorf to Munich and found the
Scientology Finance Police in my office. Read what happened next in
sequel 38.
Barbara Schwarz, December 18, 2002