Part 51
BarbaraSchwarz
attempt by Scientology infiltrators, Gunhild Krog told me to graph her
statistics, and somebody else wanted me to pile one stack of policies
on another one. Both were complete idiot jobs. Gunhild could have
graphed her stats herself, just like everybody else did, and the
piling up of policies from one stack to the other did not make any
sense.
There was also not one person I could go to because the Special Unit
women passed their "responsibility" towards me arbitrarily around just
as they liked. The German still Nazi secret service ordered them to
give me "jobs" that would insult me, instead a job that would
challenge me.
I was the external affairs in charge for Germany, Holland, Swiss and
Austria and I handled their problems effectively. I made numerous
successful missions (including for the RTC) all over the world. I was
the President of an org with over hundred staffmembers and I did not
only handle the external affairs of the Munich org, but also most of
the other German orgs and missions. (I handled once a raid in the
Berlin org within one day, by visiting the District Attorney and
pointing his unlawful activities out to him, with the result that he
returned all the documents he had taken on the same day to the org.
Who of the Special Unit women had this kind of success record?) I was
highly PR trained, I wrote media articles and got them published, I
was a trained Scientology minister, but most of all, everybody knew
that I was Ron's daughter and his communicator, but what had the
Special Unit for me? Insulting idiot jobs that don't even existed on
any of Ron's org boards.
I refused to be treated that way and short after that a Special Unit
woman, I believe it was again Gerda Spitel or Spittel, who barked at
me that I would be assigned to the RPF. She did not tell me why and
run off. I did not do the RPF, because I had it with the arbitrariness
and the suppressive actions by Scientology infiltrators.
After the "isolation", that should make me hate Scientology, Ron and
you, Marty, I was called to the Special Unit to receive a phone call.
Rosemarie Bretschneider, "RB" and my sister Ulrike were on the line.
Barbara Ellington looked very guilty when she handed me the phone. RB
and Ulrike were very alarmed and demanded my immediate departure from
Los Angeles to Munich. I told them that I was alright and that they
should not worry, but RB threatened again. This time she yelled that
she would get Interpol to get me out of Scientology. I knew, that when
RB was talking that way, that I had to do serious damage control, that
I had to return to Germany, because only I could handle her and not
from long distance. A PTS C situation was set up by others for me, and
it was absolutely not my fault.
Before I left to Los Angeles in 1984, RB. was as tamest as I ever knew
her. She told me before my departure that in meantime she could live
with it when I am gone for some months. While in L.A., I wrote RB
friendly letters about California, the city, Hollywood, the weather,
nature, ect. RB sent me in response a big parcel with clothes that I
may need in California and she even bought new once for me. (All much
too large, but nevertheless.) The new PTS situation was set up my
others as following: RB told me that Juergen Schwarz told her that
Barbara Ellington had told him at the phone that I would be so sick in
L.A. that several doctors would be at my bedside, and that this was
what alarmed her and Ulrike that much. (I hope that Juergen did not
tell RB that in retaliation for that I told him again before I left to
L.A. that I want a divorce from him.) As I stated before, through the
four years that Juergen and I were together, he never did anything to
antagonize RB, but he must have known that telling her that I am so
sick that I need several doctors would push her and Ulrike over the
edge.
It also appeared to me that they had tried several times to reach me
in Los Angeles and the Special Unit women did not call me to the
phone. Me being sick and surrounded my medical doctors was a total
lie. No doctor came ever to my bed and I did felt physically better
and healthier in L.A. as I did in Germany. I was once with B.
Ellington in a medical clinic, but I assumed that this was a routine
check up, required by all that wanted to join the Special Unit
International. The doc drew some blood, checked my reflexes, messured
my blood pressure, listed to my heart beat and that was it pretty
much. Nothing than a routine examination. However, I have to admit he
was a weird doctor, he pulled weird grimaces, and I wondered what this
was all about. I sure hope that wasn't the doctor that killed Ron with
a deadly injection just a few days later. (I 'll tell you more about
this night, very soon.)
Marty, a while after that completely unscientological "isolation", I
walked to your room and knocked at your door. Despite of the danger
that hung in the air, I wanted to talk to you, because I had of course
noticed that you also knew that the orgs were infiltrated by
non-Scientologists. I also wanted to tell you that I love you, but you
were not there. I never saw you again.
Barbara/Sarah
Read in sequel 52 what that "burning bed" was all about. Even Helmuth
Bloebaum in Munich had heard something about it. Juergen's mother told
it to RB, which just made her crazier. (Juergen Schwarz, you a such a
tattletail!)
Barbara Schwarz, December 30, 2002