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HOW I GOT INTO SCIENTOLOGY AND WHY I GOT OUT -- ILLUSTRATED INTERVIEW WITH JASON BEGHE

Then the next Congress.  And there were what, 20 or 30 of these fucking congresses?  Maybe 200 hours or some shit.  Every fucking congress is, "I got it this time! 

Now we've got Clear handled.  We've finally got Clear!"  And this is going on over -- I'm listening from 1964 to 1970 -- and they still haven't fucking handled Clear, but they're selling you Clear.  And I said "What the fuck?  That's exactly what they're doing to me now." 

And I went back, and I'm talking to Dave Petit, who is the head of CC, who is now handling my case personally.  He's at my house. We're taking walks.  I almost killed him once.  I fucking took him by the tie and he was -- "Jason, please, don't hurt me!"  I actually secretly recorded it.  It's funny.  I have it on audio tape.  He didn't want me to leave: "Please don't leave!  Please don't leave!"  I said, "Motherfucker, get out of the way or I will fucking kill you!"  And he wouldn't get out of the way.  So I took him by the tie and put him down on the floor.  And then I walked out.  Because it'll get you pissed.  That's how mad I was.  My mind was fucked up. 

It's one thing to feel unhappy.  When I walked into Scientology, remember, I was on the top of the thing? It must have been false, though.  I mean, I was fucking happy.  And I'm fucking UNhappy.  And they're making me pay to get fucked up. And they're telling me what's wrong with me. 

And that's another fucking thing:  they won't tell you what the next thing is.  They're like "Believe me, it's good."  You gotta fucking buy the thing for $50,000 a pop or whatever, and it's wrong!  "Ooops.  We made a mistake.  We're going to do this now."  Are you fucking crazy?  Do you see how stupid I was? 

And that's the game. I'm telling you.  That's the game.

So at any rate, the congresses helped me out because I said, "What the fuck?"  Because I never met LRH, and I figured he was good.  I figured Scientology works, it's just these fucking mortals can't give me Scientology.  If Scientology works 100% of the time, this ain't fucking working, so I'm not getting Scientology.  And that's what I said to them.  That's why I said they should give me the fucking money.  It's one thing to make a fucking mistake, but let's say the last $600,000 was a fucking mistake.  I mean, I feel like I got a case --

because if Scientology works, and they agreed this didn't work, I bought Scientology, THEN YOU SHOULD GIVE ME MY FUCKING MONEY BACK! 

And there's nothing to indicate that they have any fucking hope for "my case" now. 

So I just said, "You know, babies" --  and I was trying to be nice, for six or eight months -- "Why don't you just let me go.  Just let me go.  Just let me go!  It's better.  You don't want to get into a whole fucking thing with me."  And they wouldn't.  And they had to keep changing Terminals.  I'm talking about big fucking Terminals, because I would put doubt in their universe.  Because you can't argue with my story.  When you saw what happened to me, and you're a trained auditor, and you look in my fucking folder -- THEY FUCKED ME UP! 

I mean, I'm talking about insane.  I'm like [tortured gestures] "Huuhhhh.  Huuuuhh!" 

I mean, I've never been like that in my life.  If I walked out, I was like "Hey, hi."  I was never shy.  I was never introverted.  I'm sitting there, I'm like [angry suppressed motions] "Fhhhttt. 

Fhhttt."

I'M FUCKED UP NOW!  THEY FUCKED ME THE FUCK UP!  "Oh, well, the way out's the way through."  I mean, there's no reason to get in that room.

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