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Well, we don't have actually very much going on today in Scientology. There's hardly anything happening. There's very, very little to talk about. Things have settled down for the long haul, you know. There's little excitement, very little excitement, very little randomity.

Thank you.

As a matter of fact, I can make a very truthful statement. There actually is so much less confusion in the organizations than there used to be – in spite of the existing confusion that's still there, of course – but so much less than there used to be that I feel a little strange in America now. I feel just a little strange. There's something missing. Something missing.

I usually come fully prepared to lectures. Occasionally, though, I don't. And this particular instance is one of those occasions. I did want to round off for you these talks on organizations – pushing home the idea, which is extremely valuable to all of us, that organizations are composed of individuals.

But I'm going to be developing here, I suppose, some kind of an appetite for confusion if this much confusion is missing.

An organization itself is simply a series of communication lines and communication terminals with a common goal, and you use organizations to get things done. You assume the post of a terminal, you see, and you use the terminal and so on, and it assists you in getting things done. But the organization itself is nothing. I wish you could get a full appreciation of that.

The truth of the matter is, we are in a circumstance today which has probably never before been beheld by any single group anywhere in the world at any time. Now, that's very peculiar.

You sometimes talk about the HASI, and so forth, does this and does that. HASI never does anything. People in the HASI do this and do that, and some of them are fair, and some of them are good and some of them are real good. And some of them are on easy posts, and some of them are on mediumly difficult posts and some of them are on completely impossible posts.

Many groups have existed on earth who had a certain amount of know-how on how to push people's faces in the mud. And those groups... Well, I'll give you an idea: the priesthood of Chaldea, Babylon and Egypt. These priesthoods were very expert at that.

But here we have an example of it. Certification is good or certification is terrible. You mean the person who is doing certification is good just now; the person who is doing certification is poor just now.

Take some other groups. There were some space-opera boys fooling around earth here, and they were very expert at pushing people's faces in the mud. And there were some chaps around that were running a government down in Italy someplace that you might have heard of I think the name of it was Rome. It's just a bunch of ruins now, but they were very expert at pushing people's faces in the mud. I mean, they were all expert.

Well, because people think of an organization as a continuing thing, they begin to believe that it itself has great command power because it outlives them. It never does! The semantics may outlive something, but that's about all.

And more laterally, there was a group called – something to do with Castoria. Oh yeah, nuclear physics! And this group – this group – has inherited all these abilities of pushing people's faces in the mud.

The semantics are quite interesting. We talk today about freedom. We talk about freedom. That's a very important thing. Wow! You couldn't overstate the importance of freedom. Couldn't. But freedom 1776 reads a lot different than freedom 1956. It's a different word. And we get one of the fundamental tricks of the agent saboteur, which is change the meaning of the word: Don't change the word; define it differently.

And matter of fact, the technology of how Homo sapiens is depressed face down into silica negras is very, very extended and very, very accomplished.

You could take a whole people and bankrupt them of any freedom or civil liberty simply by changing the definitions. Don't change the words.

It's no wonder that they now feel that man comes from mud!

Now, a president we had, President Frankie, used to talk about "freedom from." That isn't the way it was defined in 1776.

But these groups, as you would expect them to, did a very, very good soup-dunk – very good. They are not with us any longer. They are stumbling around. The last one I named – the nuclear physicist – is now a captive group. They're held without ransom by several governments, and so on. They knew too much about destruction so governments couldn't resist them.

Have you ever read the Declaration of Independence? That is a fascinating document. And with what fascination I read the other day the Supreme Court's opinion of the Declaration of Independence. You didn't know that it had an opinion, but it does. "This Declaration of Independence has never been used to clarify decisions presented to the Court," it says, "because it is not considered a legal or fundamental document of the United States of America."

Today if you were to quote one of Einstein's formulas out loud on the steps of the capitol of any one of about four countries, you would undoubtedly be thrown in the clink at once for releasing confidential information.

Audience: What?

But these groups, one and all, had this wonderful accomplishment, they could succumb. And from our standpoint this was really their best technology, their best art. They themselves could succumb, and so we're not troubled with them anymore.

That's what they said. It is not a legal document. It is not that thing upon which American liberty is founded. American liberty is founded on the Constitution of the United States, which is founded, of course, on the most recent civil-rights bill. Oh, this is fascinating.

But across the world, man has seldom seen a compact group possessed of an ability to pick men out of the mud. Not particularly for their own deserts and benefits, but just have the ability to pick man out of the mud. Not to sell him pie in the sky, not to put him into further mud, no further pitch.

You couldn't put a case before the Supreme Court on the grounds that the Declaration of Independence said so-and-so and so-and- so. You couldn't. The Supreme Court would not accept it as an argument because they would tell you that the Declaration of Independence is not a legal or fundamental document in our government. But they take it out and wave it in front of you all the time in school and say, "See, see, see. This is what you are. This is what citizenship means."

So man, you will discover, has something today, I hope, to be thankful for. I hope.

As a matter of fact, it's left to persons like myself to complete these cycles of action like Declaration 1776. Not just the way you thought here. If you notice here, wearing a little coin – this tiepin here. Saw this in a shop over in London and realized that a cycle of action had never been completed. One of our great revolutionary heroes said that he was going to finish the revolution by bringing home the head of George III.

But there's something very, very remarkable, very remarkable about this, is I don't think he can understand this. And that, I think, is our greatest single difficulty in Scientology that produces the maximal randomity.

Well, anyway, this head of George III which I'm wearing here I did bring home, which shows you... Actually that's a third of a sovereign. It's no sovereign at all now, you know, none at all.

Man has lived so long as a bedfellow to such groups as I have named, that he is not quite capable of believing that a group exists that could do something else. So that every time we say we're going to do something, he compares it to the mud groups. And he says, "This must be a pitch. This must have a large, wide curve on it. There must be some english on this ball which I do not at once detect."

But the Declaration of Independence says certain things. It says something about in-unalieni-a-e – excuse me, unalienable... That – I – I got it out! Unalienable – that means no aliens must have these rights. Rights to freedom and the pursuit of happiness and things and stuff, you know.

It's fabulous. His reaction goes from a reverse reaction to a no- reaction. It has seldom risen to a positive reaction.

Well, actually, what they really meant was that the politician has the right to say what he pleases when making campaign promises. That's actually what that all means. It means the pursuit of happiness is an office of the government. See how you could explain this all upside down?

In other words, he sort of has a "Let's classify it all as something else," alteration, alteration, "Let's classify it all in some other way" or "Let's just not face it at all."

In 1776, these better-minded men had no reservations on what they meant for the people of the country. They didn't have a lot of reservations. But the Constitutional Convention got together. They closed the doors, and having closed them with a dull snick, they did not even permit scraps of paper to be kept from session to session. The chamber was entirely cleaned out. It was in complete secrecy. No one was admitted to the convention.

The numbers of reactions which have come on the upper positive level of "Say, see here, there is something we can do" are very few.

And the only roster or notes which were ever kept were those of James Monroe which were published almost – correct me if I have the length of years wrong – almost fifty years after the fact. I don't know exactly when they were but I think James Monroe was either dead or almost so. And the country had been going for an awful long time at the time they finally published his incomplete notes of the convention.

It's quite interesting, as an example of this, that one of our fellow Scientologists has been involved for some time with the project of the British Olympic team. And he graduated up from just the status of special coach right straight on up.

We have then created a mystery. What was meant by our Founding Fathers? Now that is usurped by the Supreme Court as their mission to tell us what was meant by the men who wrote that convention document – the Constitution of the United States. Otherwise, it's a total mystery.

They tried to break the team apart at one point, and he was talking to air marshals and brigadiers and British brass. You know British brass is really "brass." All that is upper snob about the American brass is just a feeble effort to copy British brass.

No minutes of their meeting, no opinions, no expressions of reservation are alive today for the use of anyone for their interpretation. It's an interesting thing. Why would they so cripple and abet a future redefinition of terms?

And here we had a scene which was enacted at Aldershot – not many months ago – of the highest and the mostest and the brassiest of the British Army, Navy and Air Force, gathered around to take to pieces the Olympic team. Because they did not consider that it would be successful in Melbourne.

Freedom to them meant freedom. It didn't mean freedom from. It didn't mean the freedom to tax. It didn't mean the freedom to exercise our police duties without restraint. It didn't mean some people will be citizens of the country and some won't be. In matter of fact, it says in the Constitution of the United States that all persons in the United States shall be citizens. And a citizen is somebody who has the right to vote, and he's somebody who has this right and that right. And because right after the Constitution was published and adopted people were still cloudy about some of these things, they tacked on ten clauses which we call the Bill of Rights. Ten amendments, just to classify and clarify what these rights were. And there we had a pretty good definition of what a citizenship meant.

And one lone Scientologist, using communication, stepped forward and held the team together. That was quite an accomplishment, in view of the fact that they wanted to fire everybody on the team since there had been a lot of interservice jealousy.

What was a citizen entitled to? He was entitled to these first ten amendments. And with what glee does the government thereafter reinterpret, redefine these various phrases and words.

The army had the dominant role there. One of the chaps, by the way, fell and broke his shoulder. That put him out of the running. He was the star. And the rest of the chaps then saw, in the other services and other parts of the British Commonwealth, "Here's a wonderful opportunity to leap in here and tear the team all to pieces because, you see, it has a weak point." They wanted their people in there, you see. And they didn't have their people in there.

If you were to take freedom and redefine it, if you were to take democracy and redefine it, if you were to take taxation and redefine it, as the right to seize the body, if you were to take legislation and define it as that action taken by an executive of a nation...

And so this lone Scientologist, using nothing but the formula of communication, managed to get them all talking to each other and blew out the interservice animosity.

They do this in Brazil, you know. You know how they do this in Brazil? It's very interesting. It used to be this way. I don't know, they've had a revolution or two since. But all they had to do was publish a law in the newspaper. The executive of the country dashed it off in a moment of pique or something like this and he just published it in one obscure newspaper up in Sao Paulo or something like that, and it became the law of the land. Nobody ever had to know what it was. They could be arrested, tried and hanged on that, and they never would have heard of it. That you could define as legislation.

In other words, he was facing here what they were using in lieu of a war. That their tempers must have been terrible is easily demonstrated by the fact that a few weeks later, they did go to war, those very men. But they didn't go to war over the Olympic team. He just smoothed that out.

You could take each and every name or word in the Constitution and redefine it or you could take these common catch phrases that are used by the politicians – I'm sure most of them believe these things are simply catch phrases – and define them quite adequately and arduously, and you could have yourself a complete slave dictatorship with the greatest of ease.

Well, he went from the status of hanger-on to special coach to the team and then went further to that person in charge of all training activities of the entire team. Now, that was quite interesting, since he had no athletic background. Like most of us Scientologists, pushing a newspaper away from the face and pulling it back again is about the totality of his gymnastic accomplishments.

And yet people could be so reasonable with you. They say, "Well, you say you're a citizen. You know what a citizen is? A citizen is somebody who is employed on public works without pay."

Now, he used nothing but Scientology to coach this team. He made them, for instance, beat a British team by explaining to them game condition.

Now, you take involuntary servitude. You know what involuntary servitude is. It means the employer has no right to change the government pay rates. You'd say it means involuntary. Well, involuntary – that means unchanged.

Now, he says, "There's games condition and there's no-games condition." It was a navy swimming team that the Olympic team was going to go up against just for practice. And the navy boys were pretty good. And again, this interservice jealousy could have entered in and destroyed the entirety of the operation.

Now, anybody who commands police and armed forces can define anything any way he pleases.

So, he explained this to the Olympic team – game conditions and no-game conditions. "Now, a no-game condition is win. If you win you are in a no-game condition. See, that's part of it, see."

At once upon a time the citizens of the United States were armed. A man who didn't have a couple of spare horse pistols was not considered a gentleman.

And the boys thought this over and then these fiends circulated amongst the navy swimmers before the race and said, "Huh, well, you boys have won. You've got it." And promptly, what do you know, the navy lost worse than anybody had ever lost. And thus with Scientology, he averted some more jealousy amongst the services which would have run in a new swimming team, you see.

You know, I knew a fellow once that was snubbed, absolutely snubbed, in Charleston. His dueling pistols were old, very out of date – matchlock. Not the new flintlock. The matchlock, of course, had the interesting mechanism, you see, of going off for a long time before it fired, and you could duck. And the fellow was actually considered a coward because he maintained that these were good enough for his father, they were good enough for him.

So, here he was, in there pitching. The Association, the HASI, actually was paying his way. He had all obstacles, and he was aided and abetted, however, by necromancy – pure necromancy.

Squirrel rifles, muskets, shotguns were very, very much around. Powder was very easy to come by. Lead was very easy to come by. People made their own bullets, had their own bullet molds. You didn't go down and buy a bunch of "catridges" at the general store the way they did a few decades afterwards.

I'll give you an idea. I mentioned this chap who had his shoulder broken. Well, they didn't think the chap had his shoulder broken. They didn't think that his shoulder was broken. So, they were perfectly willing to bandage it up as a sprain. And the Scientologist looked it over, and he sent the boy over to the medico and he said, "You'd better look this fellow over more carefully."

When this country was founded, everybody had his bullet mold, and he used to go down and get a couple of pounds of lead, and if nobody gave him a couple of pounds of lead, and if he couldn't get a couple of pounds of lead, well, there was always that little figure outside the Peaceful Arms Inn that he could suddenly knock off and put in his pocket and go his way. There was lead around. And he could always melt up the wife's pewter. There were numerous things he could do. And there were parts of the country where the lead mines had not been sufficiently developed, but what you couldn't pull off the dumps, some rocks, and put them in the oven and have lead.

How did he know that he must have a broken shoulder? An athlete is usually very easily processed and after a couple of minutes of processing this fellow's shoulder wasn't completely well. So he said, "There must be something more wrong with it than I thought." And sure enough, the collarbone was broken badly enough... You see, a sprain, he could've taken care of like that. But it didn't go away. All right.

Furthermore, it may seem incredible at this time of high development of arms, but all powder consists of is the niter which accumulates underneath a pile of manure and some charcoal and a bit of sulfur. You can always get sulfur for somebody's cough, and there was sure plenty of uh... of um – certainly was – lots of charcoal. You could make gunpowder.

The collar bone was one and one-half inches off axis on a break – that much. Now, that's the end, as far as an athlete's concerned, isn't it?

Today, as close as you can get to making gunpowder is taking a new deck of cards, scraping it carefully with a razor into little shavings, and you'll have gunpowder. That's right, the plastic on those cards shaved thin enough is an explosive. It's nitrocellulose – or some such chemical compound. Maybe playing- card companies have been restrained from doing that however.

Well, they took X-rays, and he took the boy in charge and he processed him and pushed him on through with a little bit of randomity – because the chap had to keep up his exercises all the time he was doing this.

But at one time we had a considerable number of arms. Furthermore, the military was armed exclusively with government issue, and it didn't care whether it fired or not. It couldn't have cared less. Somebody handed me something once that was made in 1835 at Springfield Armory and asked me to fire it, and I did a double take on the thing. I was perfectly willing to fire an old pistol. But I said, "Where did you say it was... Oh look! U.S. Heh! Dragoon pistol. Well, very interesting, very interesting piece. Why don't you put it up above your fireplace someplace. How are we going to draw the ball out of this thing quietly?" What was it going to do?

After he processed him and was squaring him around and everything was getting along fairly well, the team coach, the regular coach of the team, saw these X-ray plates, and the medico was standing there saying, "Nah-h-h-h-h!" and "This is really serious."

But the very best arms were simply comparable to the public arms. In other words, an armed uprising was a real danger. The city of Washington, DC, at this moment is built and planned to keep people from pouring down the streets and hitting the White House unannounced. Each one of the circles with their radiant streets is actually a field gun emplacement, and a field gun placed at those junctures, and crammed with a whiff of grape, would do a great deal to discourage petitioning of the government.

So they sent at once for a Harley Street specialist. Harley Street: that's the Park Avenue of London. That's where everybody goes when they have too many bones or brains.

Now, they've gotten some holes dug under some of them – underpasses of one kind or another. They must feel a little bit defeated about the whole thing, or maybe they feel terribly safe. Maybe the government feels awfully safe. What would justify it in feeling safe?

And they had this specialist come down and he examined it and he said, "Well now, we'll have to set that and he will be six or eight weeks at least in a cast and that is the end of your athlete."

The public at large, under the Sullivan Law and other laws, is not really permitted to own arms. The government itself is armed with subcaliber machine guns and all kinds of other anticivilian weapons. They're called antipersonnel in the war, and in peace they're called anticivilian.

So they got a hold of our coach and they said, "That is the end of the athlete and so forth. But what do you think?"

Large armies are maintained, not to restrain aggressors, but to keep populaces in place. That is the real reason armies are maintained, although they are usually pointed outwards with a State Department creating enough commotion on the outside of the borders of the country to make it seem reasonable.

And he said, "Well," he said, "I'm just going to need four or five more hours to straighten this out."

But armies of large size have as their first mission the restraint of armed uprisings amongst the population. And if it was only foreign aggression that worried governments at large, there would seldom be armies because they're expensive. They cut down the amount of pork you can take out of the barrel. You could, of course, go on manufacturing tanks, weapons, guns, and parking them in fields and keeping a militia, but a standing army does have as a primary use and mission the restraint of populations.

And he did so, and the chap's shoulder mended entirely, so that it didn't even show up on an X-ray plate.

But what kind of a population is it today that one would have to restrain? It's not a population that's any longer equipped with pistols and weapons, swords, and so on. And any sporting rifle that you happen to have is unfortunately very inadequate against a Garand or other types of weapons which fire a rather fast, heavy slug. Submachine guns are very discouraging. I admit that you can fire a .45 with greater accuracy and almost as fast as a sub-Thompson machine gun. I've done so, but at the same time it is a particular skill, and there aren't even very many .45s around.

This all happened, by the way, before the randomity occurred with the air marshals and brigadiers and so on. They had already seen a witch doctor – they had already seen one, in this Scientologist. A broken shoulder had mended in about ten days, and the chap was right back in the running again. All right.

So we see that the arms are no longer held by the public and are held by the government. In other words, a difference of armament has come into being whereas you have a heavily armed government and an unarmed public. In such situations, you get a deterioration of the pride of the individual citizen. That is all that deteriorates, by the way: his own pride. He recognizes "I can have no effect upon. I can be shot at. I cannot shoot back. There is no threat from me, no threat whatsoever. I am unarmed. I have no voice that can spit fire." And, as such, he then goes into apathy. He permits his liberties to be redefined for him. He pays his taxes without protest. He does not any longer raise a large voice of outrage.

They had seen some other interesting things. They had seen the national pistol champion go from his standard usual score to double that score after processing. And they had witnessed this interesting mechanism and manifestation. One of the chaps was out there on the firing line. One of the team marksmen. And he was firing, and our Scientologist interrupted his conversation with a brigadier who had come down to watch all this, and walked over to the fellow. And he said "Hmmmmuh." And the fellow said, "Oh, yes sir. Yeah, okay," and started firing again: bullseye-bullseye- bullseye-bullseye-bullseye-bullseye. See?

The idea that an armed uprising could win today without exterior help in armament or without a large part of the army itself defecting to the public cause would be just folly. You would have to have a very different strata, a very different parity, or lack of it, in order to have liberty. Nobody is restraining the government from putting FBI offices all over the country which are armed with tear gas bombs, submachine guns, automatic shotguns, and other weapons which aren't even good anticivilian weapons. These FBI offices look like arsenals. What are they afraid of? – which is really all I'm talking about. Of what are they afraid?

"What did you do?"

They must be scared or they wouldn't be so prepared to shoot. There must be somebody around hunting them. The politician must feel uneasy. Is it in his conscience? Is that what's uneasy?

"Well," he said, "that's just Scientology."

I myself have gone the length and breadth of this world amongst the most savage people you ever cared to sit down and gnaw a human thighbone with. And nobody's ever laid a hand on me in anger – outside the United States. But in the United States I have actually had to calm down, on about three different occasions, police officers. They were nervous! I had to give them a talk at once, straight out of their own manuals about the care and use of firearms.

Actually, what had he done? Always before, in firing, marksmen have depended on a training pattern laid in by the gruffness of sergeants. And the essence of firing a pistol has to do with keeping it from going away. They don't pay much attention to the fact that the pistol leaves at every shot, you see – recoil, recoil, recoil.

I remember one silly cop down in Los Angeles who made me sit sideways from the seat of my automobile. I was parked at the curb, and he made me sit away from the seat clear at the extreme side of the right-hand side of the car so that he could reach in the window and pick my keys real carefully out of the lock and get back out of the road.

And as a matter of fact, this Scientologist and I had a conversation about this, and we analyzed what was wrong with pistols, just as what was wrong with horses and things like that. And we had a lot of conversations about this.

And I said, "What's the matter with you, boy?" I said, "I don't bite."

And so if you keep the pistol from going away, you see, it just becomes rock still!

And he said, "Well, we'll see about that."

And the boy had neglected to keep the pistol from going away while he was firing. And our Scientologist had noticed this and had simply called it to his attention.

And he went stalking back to his own car, and he put in a radio message straight to headquarters. I wasn't doing anything. There was no reason for all this. He put a radio message back into police headquarters, Los Angeles City, and of course he got back, "Officer, United States Naval Intelligence, Special Officer Los Angeles Police, Lafayette R. Hubbard."

The brigadier's ears and eyes became excessively large. He said, "What did you do?"

And he came back and he said, "Here's your keys, sonny. Whatya doin' sittin' here parked?"

Our boy said, "Why, that's just Scientology" you know, "so it'd be over your head a little bit."

And I said, "Well, is it illegal to park here?"

And in subsequent conference he was able to point out the fact that "Well, you have seen that a small amount of correction or coaching on the firing line did improve somebody's marksmanship. You have seen this and you have seen a few other things. And therefore, I think you should take a couple of my recommendations more seriously," which they did.

And he said, "No."

And he really moved in on this outfit to such a degree that I will eventually be able to go down to the War Department down here – this is a dirty trick – and say, "By the way, did you notice what happened to your socks in Melbourne?"

I said, "I was wondering whether I should go and get an ice-cream soda or not."

And they'll say, "What about Melbourne?" This will be a sore subject; this type of thing.

But what was he scared of? Of what was this man possibly afraid?

And I say, "Well, they got knocked off. Didn't you notice?"

Another one which I've commented on before: A Federal marshal grabbed me off a lecture platform. There are some people right here I think right this minute who were present on that occasion. There was a hell of an uproar going on this because they wouldn't present their credentials. But up in the office he was waving around a pistol with the most wild abandon. He didn't know what to do with it.

"Yes, yes. We – we did notice that. What's that got to do with it?"

You don't draw pistols against unarmed men, not unless you're scared. You'd have to be real scared though to draw a .38, and then real dumb to put it in the belly of somebody who has been trained in judo. You don't stand, you know, two feet back from a guy with a muzzle of a pistol in his stomach, not in this modern age. Civil populaces have become educated enough in some countries of the world to realize what you do with pistols that are held two feet away from a man's body by him. You eat him up. In the first place, you can move before he can pull the trigger. He's completely helpless. I put his pistol back in his holster. I told him to be good. But what was he scared of?

"Well, that was Scientology that did that. Now, in order to ever win another Olympic..." That will be that.

One day a man walked up to me, and grabbed me by the shoulder and told me I was under arrest. I said, "For what?"

Now, when you start to double people's scores and push people upstairs in terms of sports abilities, this becomes a foul and fiendish plot from our standpoint.

He said, "Never mind that. You're under arrest."

If you were to take the football Cards, or the baseball Cards or any one team, and give it a heavy shove in the direction of better ball playing, you would at once, of course, find that the opponents had no other choice but to get a heavy shove in the direction of ball-playing. See, no other choice.

I said, "For what?"

We haven't started this program yet in America. We're looking around for some volunteers to go on payroll and go up and haunt one of these baseball clubs or football clubs. And just do nothing but process the boys and so on. A very interesting project.

And he started to get real mad and real upset, and I finally made him tell me for what I was under arrest. It was the wrong man. But, boy, that fellow was uneasy. He was nervous.

Because, of course, they will then take all pennants, awards and TV programs. And then we can then go around to their archenemies and say "See what happened."

Noting this condition many years ago in studying the subject of Dianetics, Scientology – putting them together, working with them – I thought it might be an awfully good thing to become a member of a police force for a little while to find out what they were scared of. And I did – became a Special Officer in the Los Angeles Police, as I just mentioned. I wanted to find where these vicious criminals were that were making them so frightened.

It's quite interesting. In spite of the fact, however, that you can demonstrate these things, people still regard this with some askance, some suspicion. They do not know quite what to do about it. But they are aware at this day and age that there is something to be had from Scientologists. There is something to be gained. The Scientologist can do something for them, and they don't quite know what. They can't fit it in to any frame of reference they have ever had or have ever read about in their history books.

I had a beat down on South Main Street. They didn't know who I was. I was careful to talk colloquially – like I do in lectures. And they were very friendly with me because I was something they could understand – a policeman.

It's not quite the same thing and they keep expecting us to push man's face into the mud or to do something odd or peculiar or spectacular at any given moment. It is absolutely true that Pavlov the Punk got his expected 22 percent in his brainwashing cases.

But down on South Main Street amongst the gyps, grifts, and the dopes, the hopheads, the tea eaters and the rest of them – the lowest strata of humanity that comes across from the lowest strata of Mexico to mingle with the lowest strata of Los Angeles... And boy, that's low! Los Angeles is the only city in the world that deserves psychiatrists.

You know, 22 percent of humanity, if you give them flour and water, if you wave a magic wand over their heads, if you let them listen to an ad on the radio, get well. It doesn't matter what you do to them, whether it's surgery or hypnosis or psychotherapy or otherwise, 22 percent recover from almost anything that's wrong with them. That's the expected gain.

Amongst these people I thought I would find my answer. I was in bars and dens and things where I didn't know man could go that far south. I only had one fellow ever give me any real trouble, and that was a Mexican who was awfully drunk after having been high on marijuana. And he kept coming alongside of me and grabbing my gun out of its holster because he wanted to shoot his best friend.

Now, we have to improve that figure considerably before we start putting any stock in what we're doing ourselves. And we improved it originally to about 50 percent, and that was way above the expected 22 percent, so we knew we were doing something.

In view of the fact that the gun was unloaded (never bothered with a loaded gun – the cartridges are heavy), I kept taking it away from him and putting it back in the holster and snapping it down – explaining to him that that wasn't what you did with friends. But he couldn't understand this, and I finally sat him down over in the corner of the cafe. He grabbed once too often, when I had my back to him after he hadn't bothered me for half an hour, and I gave him a push, and he knocked down a couple of tables.

In other words a practitioner could do nothing and get 22 percent cures, you see that?

And I apologized to the proprietor, and took him over and sat him down back of a table and poured him a glass of warm water filled with salt. And I told him that was the best Scotch and soda he ever drank, and it was on me. Well, after he had gotten rid of it...

All right, we're at any moment, by the way – just as an aside here – we're going to send a letter to the American Psychiatric Association, and we're going to ask them why they don't get their allocated 22 percent, you see? Explain to them they must be doing something there that is cutting down their expected result.

He came around, my next time past that place, and he told me that he had decided something. And I asked him what he had decided, and he said he had decided that one should not shoot his friends. This was a wonderful thing.

Well, anyway, you've got to do better than this figure. You have to do a lot better than this figure in order to command any attention. But if you do too much better than this figure, you fall into an unawareness band.

Now, Los Angeles has the lowest strata there is. That was the only man that ever gave me trouble, and he actually didn't have any real malice in his heart at all. It was just sort of a sport he was engaged in.

People cannot be aware of this. You have to be reasonable with what you offer them. Don't better the 22 percent too much. If you do, you pass out of the realm of credulity. They cannot accept this. They cannot be aware of it. It is not something then that they are able to accept.

Now, I've been down amongst one of the finest bodies of police you have ever cared to meet – the Federales. They're pretty tough, and they occasionally do take more away from you than seems quite just. They patrol the northern border there – they're to be found a little bit into Mexico – and when they go off the payroll they have to get their pay where they can find it as they have done in a revolution or two of past days. But these are fine men. And yet the criminals which they handle are really pretty easy to handle. Those men are real tough, and they really never have to be tough.

Just by doing what you can do routinely in the field of assists is beyond man's ability to conceive. He cannot conceive that a woman who has just delivered a child after a great deal of ardure could be made to recover from that delivery in a matter of a day or two with some Scientology. He could not conceive that anyone in this room at this moment could go to a hospital right here where somebody is hemorrhaging in some fashion – hemorrhaging and is going to die – and could shut it off. There isn't anybody hardly in the room here that couldn't do that.

Where are all these tough human beings?

That is beyond their level of belief, their level of acceptance. There's never been a training pattern. There has never been any training pattern laid down in the society by any group.

I admit that some man occasionally will become afraid and will become totally gripped by the belief that there is menace in every fellow man. I admit that a human being can become so aberrated as to constitute a menace to the bulk of the society, and that in such a case it is necessary to reacquaint him with society. But I will not admit that there is a naturally bad, evil man on earth.

There has been the man-to-mud training pattern. There have been a lot of people around who said they could do miraculous and wonderful things, and then never lugged any bacon in the front door. The public even stopped waiting for the bacon to come in. So that you can show – in graphs and figures – you can show your results, you can show changes in personality, gains in intelligence that are quite spectacular. That is the bacon they were promised two thousand years ago or ten thousand years ago.

It's a very amazing thing that the only men I have found in this society or any society who were dangerous were cops. And they have uniformly been afraid – they're nervous.

See, that was what they were promised a long time ago, and nobody ever delivered. So, now you come in, dragging this great big side of bacon and you say, "See?" There's no audience. They've all left long ago. They know that you can't do it even though they do it.

There are good cops. There are many, many good cops. There are cops who are not afraid. There are cops who are taking life easily. But I haven't met very many of them. The percentage I have met were by and large fellows who sat around and worried about what weight of brass knuckle they should sew into their new pair of brass-mounted gloves; cops who were upset because a recent regulation made it possible that the lead in their billy would be detected. I've seen cops who were nervous and cops who were afraid, and I've seen people who governed cops and handled cops and ordered cops around who were afraid. But I don't meet many anyplace else, even amongst criminals and cannibals.

Like the farmer; the old wheeze – the farmer who went to the zoo and he stood there looking at a giraffe for a long while and he finally said, "There ain't no such animal." We all know the cliche but it certainly is terrifically applicable here.

A fellow comes out of a jail. He'll always tell, "You know, I don't understand why any of those men are in jail. That's the finest crowd of men in that jail you ever met. Swear by any one of 'em. Give 'em my last dollar, and I know I'd get it back."

We show them these results and they say...

I was with a bunch of criminals one time as a ranger, a ranger up in Montana when I was a kid. Rangers have to take over crews of tramps and so forth, sometimes, in order to fight forest fires. You suddenly find yourself with numerous fellows who have recently left Joliet without being properly discharged. You find yourself with fires occasionally set by tramps who need a job. You find all sorts of interesting complications, but very little viciousness. And there was a fellow there who kept telling me that he was on the run because he had taken a knife to a fellow and stabbed him in the belly. He kept telling me that this was why he was on the run. And he told me often enough until I finally realized that he was real worried about it. He wasn't running because he was wanted. He was running because he'd hurt somebody.

Now, here's something very weird; here's something very weird. We show an individual these results – he gained them on a gradient scale, he rather knew what he was looking at, he'd attained a higher level of awareness, and we expect at the end of that line that he will say, "Well, now, that's really wonderful what Scientology can do." He really doesn't say that. Do you know what he says?

Now, these criminals and bums did a pretty good job fighting fire. Criminals can't work. That's mainly what's wrong with them, and you have to work real hard with criminals to get them to do work at all. However, one of them got his boots practically burned off his feet, so I loaned him a pair of boots that I had, an extra pair of boots. He was on another crew by the time I left the area, and I went back to Helena. And when I got back to Helena, I said to myself, "Well, I'll never see those boots again." This fellow stole a car and drove two hundred miles, and he returned me my boots. And then he drove the car back and left it parked and went his way. They have strange ways of transacting business in life, but they are seldom scared.

He says, "Isn't it wonderful what we Scientologists can do?" This is his reaction. He leaves group public and joins Scientology. You never make any advance into the public!

They are scared of police, however. Just look that over for a minute. Here you have a bunch of people who are scared, so they go and get themselves a job and then talk their superior into believing that they have to be armed to the teeth, with steel teeth. And then you have a bunch of fellows who are scared of authority and orders – get that, they're only really scared of orders. They're really only afraid because they can't take orders. Because orders have gotten them into too much trouble, and they fly back from them. And you get these two elements opposed, and you get newspaper stories, you get crime, you get all of the histories that you read in the FBI files, and you get this problem called criminality.

And we finally get around to what I wanted to talk to you about tonight.

I don't know what would happen if you suddenly removed all the police. I don't know really what would happen. I don't know what would happen to police if you suddenly removed all the criminals, but I can guess. They would start, as they are doing today, attacking the common citizen. They evidently rarely arrest the criminal today. They will arrest, however, the honest citizen.

Now, this Olympic team phenomena actually should have made an enormous advance into the British Army. It did, a little bit, on a very high echelon. As a matter of fact, I have been tapped very quietly on the shoulder wondering whether or not I wouldn't write a master textbook on brainwashing for the British Army which would be their standard textbook. And I have said, "Well, no. Well, I'm busy, you know."

If you read of some honest citizen being shot, you'll read in the next paragraph how the police are investigating him. "Minister shot, the police are investigating his past." Not a word said about where the fellow went that shot him or whether the police were onto them or not.

Because you can't write about brainwashing without making it possible to do brainwashing. And present man doesn't have good technology on how to do brainwashing. And if you teach them how to undo brainwashing without making Scientologists out of them, you merely taught them how to do brainwashing. So we have a certain responsibility for our information. All right.

Watch that, because it is a symptom of police closing terminals with the criminals. It's the deterioration of the game called cops and robbers. Television is televising it out of sight. When the cops and robber game is gone, then there will be no other plot that anybody can film for television. They've already worn out the cowboy in the white hat and the cowboy in the black hat. That's gone. I mean nobody will look at that anymore. They just say, "Well, I know how that's going to turn out. The fellow in the white hat's gonna win." They've been conditioned to believing this, so it's a no-game condition. It's against the law to have the fellow in the black hat win in those cowboy pictures, and they've ruined the game.

Why, at once though, with such spectacular results, with a national marksman doubling his score, didn't we at once – didn't we at once – have the British Army at our beck and call? That doesn't say we won't have the British Army at our beck and call. Right now they're busy down in the Suez but we expect to call them back any time.

All right. It's against the law to have the criminal win in the crime pictures, and so, of course, that game will go by the boards too – even though the criminal has won out in the society.

These fellows, however, are not at our service, but several people who were wholly British Army are now wholly or partly Scientologists. And that is what happens; that is what happens.

The criminal might be walking around tomorrow, wearing a gun, in control of all those submachine guns, tear-gas bombs, automatic shotguns, calling himself a cop. And who would know the difference if all the words had been carefully redefined as to what was liberty, what was freedom, what were civil rights.

You never make any advance into another organization or the public. You might as well just forget about making an advance into the public. It is totally a games operation.

Cops and criminals have a tendency to swap valences, close terminals. When they do that thoroughly, you have the beginnings of a slave state.

They will never understand you, don't ever expect them to do so. In order to understand you, they would have to understand Scientology, and if they understand Scientology, they are Scientologists!

A state caves in along the bridge that connects it with its lower elements. That bridge is police. The police close terminals with the criminals and then turn on the citizen. And only the police or people who are so turning would be interested in redefining the words of the Constitution of the United States. Only those people would be interested in redefining those words, because the rest of the people wouldn't be that afraid.

It's very interesting that we ourselves should look ahead and understand this a little bit better, because we might not then go on doing some of the more interesting activities we have engaged upon. They're mainly interesting because they fail.

When you have to reduce liberty, it means you must be scared. When a man is afraid, he doesn't perceive, so it almost always happens that that of which one is afraid doesn't exist.

We expect the public at large to accept what we are doing. The public at large may accept our position. They may accept our dominance of a field. They may accept the rumor that we know what we're doing, maybe. They may accept that. Maybe. But there it gets doubtful.

Definition: Fear is a state of imperception; fear is an unwillingness to confront.

The public at large, however, will never accept what we're doing, itself, until they become it. This is a fantastic mechanism that we face.

If one cannot confront, he cannot become aware of. So, if one is unwilling to confront, then he doesn't know what he is confronting, and he doesn't see what is in front of him, and he can dream up this mirage called "the viciousness of man." He can dream up this big production about "the government must be all- powerful so as to keep these people in their place." He even goes as far as to make emplacements and wide streets so that populaces petitioning the government with some velocity can be whiffed a bit by grape. Do you see that?

We place ads in newspapers. Thin, tiny response. It doesn't matter; it doesn't amount to anything. We place ads in magazines – "We do this; we do that; we do something else" – and we still don't have people beating in our doors.

Those are symptoms of terror. It is true that a mob can be talked to by a man who is afraid and can be talked into believing that there's something awfully bad over there, that they have no havingness of, and can be momentarily turned in that direction and made to run amok. But I don't notice many sheriffs standing there very long with shotguns to stop them. Occasionally we hear of heroic stands where lynchings have been prevented, or some such thing, by a lone lawman. But usually it's been my experience that he was out having a drink while it all went on and the jail was knocked down and the lynching was done. While the riot was in progress, there never could have been less police.

That's because we had a slightly curved error here. We were trying to get a public to remain a public and accept what we were doing. And that will never work. Six years has proven this.

Of course, it's usually unfortunate that the police do get there, usually unfortunate that they do – in the first place, when they arrested the guy. What have they got him in a cage for? Are men supposed to be kept in cages? Well, evidently police think so.

It's a raid. It's a game condition. It's a matter of two teams: one brighter and smaller, and the other, larger and dumber.

Well, they must be very imperceptive, because if they go down to the zoo and look, they won't find any men in cages down at the zoo, and yet they think men should be kept in cages. They think that's what you're supposed to do with men. And I think that's rather dull. I don't think anybody's ever taught them any different. Nobody's ever walked up to them and said, "Hey, do you know something? You keep wild animals in cages, and you don't put men in cages. They don't belong in cages."

We have never carved any wide swath into organizations. Some of us sometimes go down to the Rotarians and decide we will give them a peppy talk and tell them how to "rotar." We have done this. We actually have factually done this and, for some reason or other, we never get any phone calls afterwards. And we say "Why?"

And I bet an awful lot of cops would look at you and say, "We don't put men in cages. We put 'em in jail. It's different."

That's perhaps because we maybe intended to take the whole of the Rotarians. But if we intended merely to assist them – if we intended merely to assist them, as a group, and leave that group intact and untroubled (except for the little dabs and odds and ends we would do for them), we would never win, and we have never won.

I don't know how this would be different, however, since I have never known a criminal to be bettered by being put in jail, and I have known many to be worsened. They drop down below apathy by being put in jail, and their criminal tendencies are then totally in control of them.

I'm afraid that we had to look to the right and the left, as we were sitting at the table, and put the guy on the right and the guy on the left in our pockets, quietly, without the rest of the Rotarians noticing, and then work on down the table.

There hardly exists such a thing as a one-time prisoner. They're repeaters – that is, in the ranks of criminals.

We are far too prone to fall for the idea of organization. Now, I've talked to you twice about organizations, and another facet about organizations here is very interesting. And that is that an organization is composed of individuals where we are concerned. An organization never buys anything, whether that organization is General Motors or the public or anybody else.

So the society at large could be said to exist in pretty good shape, going its way, doing the best that it can, floundering along into this rut hole and out of that one, helping their fellow man and being helped – except for two or three odd elements in it.

It is not the organization that ever buys anything. It is an individual in the organization.

One of those elements is the insane. We can do so much about this particular one that there's hardly any use to talk about it. What we lack is facilities. If you were to process people who were insane in the society – if you were to take them – you would find it was absolutely vital that you sever their immediate connections with the society for a period of time, because the society is what is bothering them. The society is bothering them. You must keep them unbothered for a little while, and in addition to that, you must keep them in a state where they cannot injure themselves for a while until you can set them up straight.

Organizations are groups of individuals; they respond individually.

And then you must be able to take your own sweet time about processing them, because their span of attention is so instantaneous, so momentary, that to grip it for three or four minutes at a brace is rather – it's rather big; that's rather something. To get an insane person to give you his undivided attention for thirty seconds is not rare, but for him to give you sane attention for about four minutes – well, it's practically impossible. And yet an auditor auditing them in any other place than a proper institution would discover that he was spending four hours of the five hours of processing doing nothing but trying to keep the guy quiet so the neighbors wouldn't be bothered, and that doesn't have anything to do with processing him at all.

You can, of course, erect a facade called an organization. You can erect a designating canopy that spreads over the head of a number of individuals. You can do this, but these people are still individuals. They're still individuals. And by and large the individuals of the world are too poorly united under their organizations for the organizations even to be called organizations.

You could do various things with a criminal. One of the things is to give him some rest. Give him some rest, give him some food, let him walk around, cut him away from the things that are worrying him a little bit. And a great many people with that treatment all by themselves would recover. Others would recover if you simply walked them into exhaustion so they could then sleep. Others would recover if you simply had an area that was very quiet, that they could go and sit down in.

We have this loose word communism which is spreading across Asia at a mad rate. And yet I imagine if I got a hold of one of my old friends in Peking whose son or somebody has since turned to the ranks of the communists, and I asked him rather closely, "Now, Pu Yee," or somebody, "what is your boy doing?"

It's quite amazing. If you didn't bother them with interviews and didn't bother them with this, that and the other thing, how many would snap back to battery – completely apart from any processing.

"Well, it's pretty bad."

People, for instance, with electric shocks get out of institutions three weeks later than people who are [not] given electric shocks, on an average throughout the country. In other words, his incarceration is increased by three weeks by reason of having been given an electric shock. That is what you read into that figure. In other words, an electric shock deters his getting well.

"Well, I know, but what is he doing? What is he doing precisely?"

All right. There are other things you can do, tremendous numbers of things you can do. If you had a motionless object floating in the air in some room, the criminal could go in and look at it for while. You'd find something odd happening. He'd just look at the stillness until he could accept that piece of stillness, and by the time he could actually go in that room and stay in that room quietly for a while, he would be well on his way.

"He's with a gang."

In other words, there are ways of treating insanity which don't even require an auditor, but require an auditor's careful supervision: An auditor who knows enough not to get as desperate as they are. An auditor who knows that it is exactly the opposite – the insaner they get, why, the quieter and easier you get. Not the more frantic you get.

"Well, what's this gang?"

But this problem is not actually a tremendous problem in the society. It's being sold as one for the benefit of appropriation. I don't know how much an insane person is worth to the medicos and the rest of them that fatten on this particular line, but it's a real nice sum of money. That's why they give them electric shocks and extend them I guess.

"Oh, it's just like warlords all the time, you know. Same thing. I mean, it always happens. And there's not enough excitement for the youth. And so they get to be a member of this gang." And so on.

But the amount of money one insane person costs in terms of appropriation – state, county, city and Federal – is not available but... I wouldn't even be able to guess at what the thing is, but it's a very high figure. It'd astonish you. You'd say, "If I had that much, I could take it easy and drive nothing but a Cadillac."

"What's the name of the gang?"

So, where do we have much of a problem? Well, we have a problem in a group of people who are redefining insanity. Insanity is becoming a new thing all the time. Insanity is a new group of words. There's schizophrenicmelancholia. And that's a new condition. It means a man who doesn't like to sit at a desk, or something.

"I don't know."

You watch psychiatric classification and you'll find that insanity is apparently increasing all over the country, until you examine the increase of symptom classification. And when you go and look at this new list of symptoms and classifications of insanity, you'll find that this huge array is growing and getting huger continually.

Communism's spreading across...

And so the village idiot who used to be able to sit quietly on the curb and whittle or something; the fellow who would go into a sort of a trance every fall and go around throwing leaves on his head and playing like they were gay nymphs out in the forest or something; the fellow in the spring gets out on the desert in a full moon and dances like a rabbit, something like that (hardly anybody hasn't, see) – but these now become insane classifications.

Get a hold of the boy and he would tell you that he was a communist. But one right next to him would not know he was anything except a member of a gang or something.

And people can say to the wife, you know, "You know uh... have you ever taken this up with George? Uh... have you ever watched that? You know it's very, very unusual. You mean he actually does come home and he isn't cross with the children? That's very abnormal." That's called "non-crossis with the kinder." It's... So they get him a psychiatrist and an institutionalization. This is the way they do it.

In other words, they don't communicate at all. Now, that is essentially a very weak push, actually – communism is. It says, "Let's all be brothers and share the wealth – particularly share the wealth. And we will divide this up with great equality. Ten of you will be workers and one will be a commissar. And we will forget about the commissar when we talk to other workers." A world for the commissar.

The number of insane in the country are continually increasing, then, according to the statistics. But the statistics are, of course, totally obedient to the number of classifications and this opinion: What is insane? What is insane?

But this communistic push is so diversely and differently understood – even by the communists themselves – that their arguments in Moscow are now beginning to resound throughout the rest of the world.

Now, I read the other day a psychiatrist testified in court. If a psychiatrist has a patient, you know, he can now give whatever the patient told him as testimony in court to get the patient convicted. Did you know that?

I had the gen on this several days ago, by the way. And I noticed that it finally made the papers. I was wondering when our bright- eyed young reporters would get around to noticing that the anti- Stalinists and the Stalinists had suddenly decided to part company.

Audience: No.

Now, of course, later events will demonstrate the decay and collapse of the Russian empire of communism. And that's because very few of those people were ever communists. They did, however, belong to an organization. They expected the organization to take all the responsibility for everything. And man is so willing to do this that, of course, it has some success. Even that can have some success.

Yes, that was passed recently as a Federal law – that the court can use as evidence anything that has been told to a psychiatrist in confidence by a patient. So they convict them this way.

In order to succeed in any thrust across the face of mankind, it is necessary first to have a program that doesn't push man's face in the mud. That's quite necessary – Wide success attends picking man up and disaster always succeeds pushing him down.

And a young fellow who was quite mad was trying to get off of a criminal charge by pleading insanity, the psychiatrist said, because the patient had admitted to him that he was feigning insanity. It's the most interesting case I've read in a very long time, since I wouldn't put any stock in anybody's statement who was in the condition this person was in.

Therefore, communism, its emphasis on organization, its emphasis on pushing his face into the mud eventually, getting some more work out of him and so on, is of course doomed to failure. And there are many of us here that know that communism really rose and fell in our own lifetimes. One doesn't have to be too old to have seen its rise and its decline.

So this person wasn't insane merely because it suited the court, but he really was insane. He sat in the witness box batting a baseball all the time – was still wound up in a baseball game someplace, even when he was convicted.

The communist didn't have the direction which would win eventually. He can talk to the workers of the world, have a wonderful time talking to them. Talk to the longshoremen, get them to tie up everything. Talk to this one, talk to that one. And then, behind his back, the world for the commissar – which was the real thing that was happening – suddenly gobbles up a country called Hungary. And they are not smart enough to realize that force of arms will never conquer anyone's mind in the final analysis.

But the psychiatrist had had him as a patient, came into court, testified that the patient had once said that, and that of course put him on a criminal count. That was very interesting.

So, while they're spreading their message of goodwill and the brotherhood of man out through the rest of man, man is set, at large, this tremendous example – this very revolting example – of a country being smashed merely because it wanted to vote. And that, of course, counteracts practically every argument that any communist provocateur could make in any country on earth.

Conversely, they say uniformly, down here in the District, that the only mad people that appear at the sanity hearings are the psychiatrists. The psychiatrists always look and act crazier than the patients. You hear jurors say this. I mean this is their considered opinion. And the psychiatrist has become almost uniformly a legal entity, under recent legislation and custom. He is a legal entity. You do not find him today very far separated from the courts and law. You find very few psychiatrists in attendance in institutions, very few.

They were not sincere. They had something else to do. They had other catfish to fry. Something else was going on. And man realizes that he has looked once more at an activity which was calculated to put people down. To push people's faces in the mud. And so they will turn away from that activity.

They're always trying to train some psychiatrists, and then the psychiatrist will take over as the county psychiatrist, which is a legal entity.

The last thing in the world I would want to be at this moment would be a communist provocateur out on some outpost in, let us say, Arabia or someplace; expecting my funds from the Kremlin, expecting my support, expecting shipments of arms and tanks to back up the promises. Oh, wow! Man, would I be nervous! That would really be a nerve-racking thing.

The psychiatrist is closing terminals very rapidly with the police. So we have that problem as a problem which is next door to the criminal problem, and even its legal practitioner is, of course, sort of a cop today.

Because I would know for one thing, that the mission which I was trying to accomplish was not the mission my masters were trying to accomplish. And there would be that much argument in my own mind, that I myself could never give my full effort to my activities. I would always have a reservation.

All right. Now we take, then, these two classes – the criminal and the insane – and we have compared with those, then, the psychiatrist and the police.

Every time I'd talk to a group I would know that I was giving them a pitch. Do you understand that? Therefore, I could never be entirely outspoken. Therefore, my strength could never be great enough to carry over the real rough spots. Do you see that?

And the psychiatrist is very nervous about insane people. There was a fellow one time...

A man in such a position over there in Syria right now undoubtedly is worrying about how he's going to get some of the rubles appropriated for him, under the pose of getting them appropriated for the revolution or something. He's trying to feather his nest in some way so he can cut from under, he can get and gone.

It would amuse you, by the way: there's a huge organization in this country that watches our programs and everything like a hawk. And they even get out their literature, and so forth, now in exact format, but very fancy. They must pay thousands of dollars to get print jobs that we pay hundreds for. They fancy it up, you know. They assign exactly the right type and so forth. For instance, they now call their meetings "congresses," and they have "first day," "second day," "third day" and "fourth day." They have "group seminars." Yes, fantastic business.

Some of them are probably sliding casually out of sight under John Smith as a good, common name that would call no attention to them at all. Achmed Abdulla, I'm sure is – that's John Smith back in those countries.

And now they've even gone so far as to hire a group psychotherapist to take over the sick companies, and so forth. They can't have what we really have, you understand. They can only have as much of what we have as they can understand, which is a program form.

Now, this man, then – he really couldn't have very much thrust. Because his own level of trust, even if it were great, would be so interrupted by his view of the Kremlin's action against Hungary, that he would not any longer be able to countenance all of his own actions.

This is a... It's quite amazing. The speed with which they send us all their literature, too, is quite amusing to us. It's almost as if they're asking us for our approval. Two or three times I have been tempted to write on one of these programs or releases which they put out – they're a tremendous organization; they're knee-deep in Wall Street – and I have been tempted to write on them, "That's fine. Ron."

Therefore, we get this beautiful view of twelve communist divisions rush into Hungary, and they start shooting Hungarians in all directions. And then all of a sudden we find the officers are tearing off their epaulets, and so are the soldiers, and they're sliding over to the enemy.

But this organization falls off in the direction of trying to get it all down to being crazier, trying to get it all down to being a little nuttier, trying to get the "Now businesses go crazy." This is the new idea they've got. And they're getting psychiatrists for businesses. Don't you see?

So the Kremlin reinforces this army that went into Hungary and reinforces it very gorgeously. Twenty divisions. Lots of troops and tanks and guns and money and everything pouring in there, and these divisions are now tearing off their epaulets and joining the enemy. As they throw in more troops they get more enemy in the country!

This is quite amazing. It's a trend of the society that we see here, an amazing trend. But it is actually being put off on the average person that the performance of the policeman and the psychiatrist versus the criminal and the insane, form human behavior. And each one of these is so peculiar and particular in itself as a behavior pattern, that these games – which are becoming really just one game now: the criminal against the honest citizen.

Now, what explains a breakup of this character? It is the fact that somebody does not feel that there is any sincerity behind the promises, vows and actions of the central government of Russia. There must be a feeling that it is wanting in sincerity. Therefore, nobody is willing to go at it whole hog. Do you see how that could be?

You see, you could get all four of these – the police, the psychiatrist, the insane and the criminal – you could say, "Well, that's fine, they're all wound up." And now they convince the legislator that this is the behavior of the average citizen, and you would then get, really, the criminal – which would now include the legislator too – and this group against the honest and general public, you see.

Well, there is currently a man-into-mud campaign going forward, following its usual curve. Of course, you know, even a dying alligator is liable to knock your head off with the last thrash of his tail. You know, these people are not particularly tame. They don't die easily, they writhe. A lot of people are liable to get hurt before this one is over.

Here we've taken a peculiar set of manifestations – insane manifestations, criminal manifestations, hate, fear; manifestations which cannot perceive. They cannot look at their fellow man. They cannot tell what their fellow man is like. And we're taking their opinion as the opinion of the human race and advertising it as such. And they are men who are afraid, and they are men who cannot see, and we notice that under their rule the problems of insanity and criminality increase continually. We're getting greater and greater problem here. We're getting more and more. So obviously, the sickness in the society, this bit of a cancer that is developing, is not getting less, it is getting greater. And it's getting greater, obviously, only because nobody out there has an answer to it.

But one more man-into-mud campaign is fading into history – not finished completely, but the highlights of that activity are finished. They were finished because another group, that first professed to do a great deal for people and then simply rocked them into the mud, didn't. They didn't do anything for anybody in the long run. They hurt people in the long run.

This is mirrored in the newspapers. We see this crime, and the insane rape attacks and insane attacks by police on some honest citizen which resulted in a fight, or something of the sort, then represented as a terrible gun battle or something.

It could be said that a group is as great as its ethic remains high. But there's been no group on earth which was capable of either understanding or maintaining an ethic. It's an awfully broad statement, but it's true. It happens to be true.

I remember right down here one time on 16th Street, a military officer's son was told to stop by the police. And it was a rainy night. He evidently didn't want to put on his brakes very fast, and the cops just grabbed a gun, shot him in the back and killed him dead. And his car then slithered over and ran into a lamppost with a dead body in it. And there was no criminal activity of any kind. But I happened to be on newspapers here in Washington at the time; I know what happened there.

One had to know that an ethic is there. A man is ethical. A person is ethical and then becomes unethical in order to change his ethical standards.

And they turned in a report of a two-mile chase. And the witnesses were quite to the contrary, but nobody would listen to them, rather hurriedly, because this was a criminal action on the part of police. They had shot and killed an honest citizen.

Dr. Upholstered – he's in charge of the rest home for feeble- minded government officials here in Washington – Saint Elizabeth's. Dr. Upholstered has just made a great speech which made the front pages. And I was very proud, very proud, of our newspaper friends and allies when they put it on the front page. He explained that a child is born without any conscience and then is beaten into acquiring one. This must have been great news, because it made the front pages of the papers.

We never hear of them doing that, do we? We always hear of them shooting and killing, or shooting and arresting criminals, don't we? And yet by the law of averages, they must, very often, pick on an honest citizen; very often. Well, we never hear of this, so we can assume, then, that it is carefully never advertised.

Well, there is another group that is fading into history. We wouldn't have to do a thing to these people, not a thing. We wouldn't have to push them around like we're doing. We wouldn't have to drive them into the arms of their local minister like we're doing. By the way, to have them expire – and it is actually just our own (and maybe even my own) like of playing a game and so on, that causes us to be at all overbearing in that direction.

What is the state of crime? What is the state of insanity? What is the state of the society as a whole? The average citizen would not be able to answer these questions. And more and more, through what he is taught in the newspapers and on television and so forth, his opinion of his fellow man has deteriorated.

The things we have done in the last year or two to these people hardly bear repeating. But all we have done to them, in actuality, was try to keep them from pushing their own faces in the mud, and it has slaughtered them. What are we doing?

His fellow man, according to Freud, is a sexual pervert. If the fellow is artistic, it's because he's had continual sexual relations with his mother or something. That's the obvious consequence to being artistic, you see. It's just a downgrade – a downgrade of the society as a whole – advertised by people who, through their fear alone, advertise that they cannot perceive. So they wouldn't know what the society is like. They wouldn't understand the society because they'd have to look at it first. And they don't look at the society, and so they believe that criminality and insanity bring about the absolute necessity to create a police state to redefine liberties to keep the ordinary citizen under careful wraps, because he's liable to explode at any moment and tear them to pieces.

Originally we made anything we knew available to psychiatry, psychology – anything we knew. They were just as happy – they could come in; they could walk in; we'd let them walk on our floors. (We'd sweep them up afterwards.) We'd let them observe sessions. Hardly anybody here hasn't been pleasant at one time or another to a psychologist and so forth. It just shows you how far we'll go!

Now, the average citizen, finally learning this may someday do so – but only when he has totally become criminal and totally insane. And that isn't likely to happen, because we're here.

These chaps are not in our frame of reference and we refuse to understand it.

Thank you.

The awfullest time a psychiatrist of my slight acquaintance ever had was about an hour I spent giving him a session – only he didn't know I was giving him a session. I was trying to make him tell me what his goals were in psychiatry. And you don't believe me sometimes when I tell you that our goals and their goals aren't the same goals.

Thank you.

Psychiatry is an organization that heals people. We're stuck with this. But psychiatry doesn't know this!

For one hour I tried to make this psychiatrist break down and find some reason beyond "keeping them all quiet." He finally came up with that and was fairly satisfied with it, but would not agree with me when I said, "Well, don't you intend to make them sane? Don't you intend to heal them in any way?" He could not agree with me that that was a desirable goal.

The last part of the conversation went something like this:

"Well now, Doctor, don't you think that it might be desirable if you took the insane in your charge and returned them to sanity and social awareness? Don't you think this would be a good thing?"

"No! Good God, no!"

And I said, "Why not?"

"Well, you want to turn all those insane people loose on society?"

I said, "No, Doctor." I said, "You didn't apprehend what I said. I said, 'Make them sane and return their social awareness so that they could cooperate with their fellows.'"

And he said, "Yeah, what's the matter with you? That's the trouble with all of you do-gooders," he says to me. He had me classified, see? "...the trouble with all you do-gooders. Do you realize what insane people do in a society?" He just never could accomplish this one little quirk that they would change and then be turned loose. He couldn't envision them changing in any way, except getting a little more quiet.

I talked to a psychiatric patient one time who had been given a series of treatments which were quite rigorous, including a transorbital leucotomy and so on, and I said, "Did you learn anything from these things?"

And he answered me very quietly out of the corner of his mouth. He says, "I've learned to keep my mouth shut."

Now, there is a group – there is a group that is busy destroying itself. It comes out with a "new drug cure" and presents in – I think its official journal is now Life Magazine, isn't it? Used to be the Reader's Digest; now it's Life.

And they come out with a series of two cases. And that's usually two more than they ever have. And they give this drug which is going to have tremendous, far-reaching effects.

No drug, not even a drug that we dream up, will have any far- reaching effect. Its effects will decline, it will deteriorate. It will run the DEI cycle because it is MEST.

You couldn't, I'm sure, dream up any kind of cure for anything that would stay a cure for any length of time at all. It just won't.

You'd have to patch it up with processing and, of course, then you could maintain it as a cure. But if you added processing to it, you could take tennis balls and make them a cure for anything, see! You could just get the guy up to a point of where he could identify tennis balls with things and could have tennis balls, and could, you see, get the sequence and logic down that tennis balls cure things and so forth. You know, he'd toss a tennis ball against the wall a couple of times every morning and he would be well of whatever he had. The only trouble is he'd also be well of having to use tennis balls! See, there isn't any way to really halt on this line upwards. One starts going and there he is.

So, the drug cures, the arduousness of treatment and other things of that character, going along with a tremendous greed – which we ourselves don't see too much of, because we don't make a habit of studying the Congressional Record. But the amount of greed connected with that particular organization will itself defeat it. We don't have to do anything about that at all.

It is not even a team. It is not even an opposing team. It is nothing that we should pay any attention to. But it is another example of a group expiring, who had as a goal, "Man in the mud, if you please. Keep him quiet."

Therefore, one would say offhand that in order to succeed, it would be absolutely necessary for a group to understand – person by person and individual by individual – the ways and means of patching up a broken ethic, an understanding of ethics at large, an understanding of honesty and decency.

All people sometime in their lives ask whether or not honesty and decency are really in the price range they can afford. Sooner or later somebody's going to ask, "Isn't it true that honesty is a sort of an obsessive thing? Isn't it pretty aberrated? Isn't it true that I am being honest simply because I'm afraid to be dishonest?"

Well, if he's being honest because he's afraid to be dishonest he's about four harmonics south. And it's a cinch that on his road up in processing he will experience the desire to go out and murder, rape and burn, the like of which you'd never heard of. But because you turned it on in processing it doesn't turn on in life. That of which one becomes aware, one can confront. A very important mechanism.

All right. Now, here, here we find then that no group could have succeeded anywhere on earth, even if it had had the knowledge of how to turn on an ethic, how to stay honest, how to stay decent, unless it had also maintained the widest possible communication. It had to be able to communicate all of these things to its individual members. It must've been able to do so.

If it didn't do that and if it couldn't do that, its central knowledge of how to do that would be as nothing. Maybe it would become classified. Maybe it would become secret. Maybe it would become shut off or forbidden or banned. Maybe they'd say, "Well, only at the seventy-first degree do we get that process!" Exteriorization processes would only be taught when one had reached the tenth degree. Do you understand that?

This creates a difficulty, to make all processes available to all people. They do the damndest things with them. They do the wildest things with them!

I've had Scientologists come into the office and look at me, and shudder at the thought... I was going to tell them, "Well, I'm putting that in the next book."

And they'd say, "Oh, no! You're not going to release – you're not really going to release Over and Under in a standard public textbook! Think of what will happen to some preclears!"

Well, my reply on it is "Sure, something will happen to some preclears." Even though I know that no auditing is much worse than bad auditing. Some bad things are going to happen to preclears, certainly, because we put this out in casual hands. But remember this, remember this: What will happen if we don't put it out? What will happen to the auditor? And that's the one we think about.

What would happen to the auditor if much of our information became very restricted? What would happen to our own people if we suddenly had categories of information which were only available to Boy Scout First Class or something? What would happen if we started to impose censorship on what we know?

Well, even with what we know we would then succeed in becoming a group that was pushing man's face in the mud. Do you understand that? It would merely be the openness of communication. Because sooner or later how to turn on an ethic and keep it turned on would become obscured.

A group containing scientific information is as good as each of its people have that information available and can use it. A group is as good as each member of it understands well its modes, purposes, activities and skills. It is only in that way that a group can maintain a high level of dominance amongst its own people.

We don't care about a group dominating other groups particularly, because if they dominate with complete honesty and complete communication, they never dominate. That is one of the wilder things. It's sort of like "The perfect way to have cake is to eat it," you see.

The perfect way to dominate, of course, is to fully communicate, to give one all the information one has, to hide nothing, to pitch him no curves, to play on him no stunts or tricks of any kind. And then, of course, you don't dominate at all. Of course, you've dominated totally. Of course, you've made something worthwhile to dominate. But only a person who is not interested in dominating would do it. So it wipes itself out cleanly.

Well, therefore, in this day and time we are having our adventures. The main part of those adventures actually consist of our errors. We make the error of thinking we are going to impress something called "the public," we are going to impress something called "the city," we are going to impress something called "the radio stations," or something of that sort, with what we are and what we know. And we always fail.

They know what we are. We're a group of bums. That's what we are. Nobody could know that much and not harm people, even if they did grant that we knew anything. So naturally, it must follow that if we made a strong effort to convince people of these particular actions or activities that they would then wind up very unconvinced. That is not the way to go about it.

Wide advertising is not the way to go about it. We can put an ad in the paper and ask somebody, "Are you looking for a better job? Call so-and-so." Bring him in, give him some intelligence tests, put him through a PE Course and get him an appointment with an employer. But we put him through a PE Course.

Ten percent of those people will stumble back and say, "Now, wait a minute," do a little bit of a comm lag and say, "What was going on here? What... just exactly what do you people do?"

Well, you say, "There's a book." And he's on his way.

You can help people then, and as you help them, some of them – the better ones – step sideways into your ranks.

You can always help people. There's nothing wrong with that. But you could not possibly take them over and eat them all up. It's just not possible at all.

So, our activities against the society, against the opposing team and so forth, is an activity of pillage, of theft, of kidnapping.

We look at somebody, he's walking around in a fog, he's elected! And if we continue this action, piece by piece, we'll have done it.

But I'm afraid if we continue it on a basis of merely trying to broadly impress the public that there is such a thing as a Scientologist, we won't have done anything.

We are, whether we like it or not, the organization three feet back of society's head. And society at large is never going to notice. When it gets down to two or three people we'll have done it!

Thank you.

Thank you.