Somebody has money to burn, because the Church of Scientology charges its members $450 for the books alone. The full package including lectures and courses is $5000.
It seems they’ve been shipping these to everyone on their mailing lists, including former Scientologists, with a bill for the full $5000 amount. Fortunately, under US law anything unsolicited which is mailed to you is considered a gift.
It’s also worth noting that they continually rewrite these books and force their followers to re-purchase them. An extra bargain given that they own their own printing facilities and use unpaid Scientologist labour to make them.
I keep trying to get someone to accompany me to the “Free Personality Test”, but no one will. I won’t go alone, of course, because I assume that the last thing I’ll see is the inside of a burlap bag and then I’ll wake up somewhere, a couple of months from now, bald and wearing a short sleeve button up while weeding some massive field with a bunch of similiarly dressed, drugged and drooling captives and Tom Cruise rides around in the back of a pick-up screaming at us over a mega-phone.
At least with two of us, we can fight our way out if need be.
Somebody has money to burn, because the Church of Scientology charges its members $450 for the books alone. The full package including lectures and courses is $5000.
It seems they’ve been shipping these to everyone on their mailing lists, including former Scientologists, with a bill for the full $5000 amount. Fortunately, under US law anything unsolicited which is mailed to you is considered a gift.
It’s also worth noting that they continually rewrite these books and force their followers to re-purchase them. An extra bargain given that they own their own printing facilities and use unpaid Scientologist labour to make them.
I keep trying to get someone to accompany me to the “Free Personality Test”, but no one will. I won’t go alone, of course, because I assume that the last thing I’ll see is the inside of a burlap bag and then I’ll wake up somewhere, a couple of months from now, bald and wearing a short sleeve button up while weeding some massive field with a bunch of similiarly dressed, drugged and drooling captives and Tom Cruise rides around in the back of a pick-up screaming at us over a mega-phone.
At least with two of us, we can fight our way out if need be.
When I was in Boulder I also wanted to go to one of the tests, and also, wanted someone to go along with me. Good call on bringing backup.