| Author | Message | ||
| Thomas I (Wax)
Member Username: Wax Post Number: 382 Registered: 7-2003 |
I live less than 2 blocks away from the Celebrity Centre. In fact, in the time Nebula Class wrote his review, I could have walked there and back. Whatever would possess me to do so, I don't know, but still... Oh, I know what would possess me to do so - A couple of cohorts and I have noticed that the majority of land-lubbin' wimmenfolk there in tight sea-farin' uniforms are 36-D, and then some. But, by the same token, they need to be brown-bagged from the neck up. Can't win. | ||
| MarkPDX (Markpdx)
Member Username: Markpdx Post Number: 769 Registered: 4-2003 |
sea org - Sea Org appears to be an upper level order of Scientologists. They used to have boats but now mostly hang out on land.
e-meter - The e-meter looks kinda like a goofy geiger counter. It "accurately" measures spiritual stuff in your body. I'm interested to hear what any Scientologists here might have to say about the movie and/or start a pointless religious arguments with the various Fchat factions. C'mon it will be a lot more fun the going back and forth with Green and we might actually learn something. I wonder if there are any special Dianetics license plate frames? | ||
| John (Cohiba_man)
Member Username: Cohiba_man Post Number: 281 Registered: 1-2003 |
Ok it makes sense now, I was lost before. THanks. | ||
| DL (Darth550)
Member Username: Darth550 Post Number: 355 Registered: 7-2003 |
They brainwash their members to donate money and services to the church promising different levels of clarity (freedom) each one with a price tag attached...higher donations, purchasing more expensive e-meters (lie detector) etc. One thing in particular: They demand that you go to bookstores and purchase every copy of "Dianetics" you can find and give the books back to the church, which they return to the bookstores! This serves two purposes. 1. Fundraising 2. Keeps "Dianetics" on the best seller list. Clever. If you try to escape the church, they will literally terrorize you, ie. come to your home or job en masse, mental warfare, etc. Celebrities are generally either lost souls or spiritually bankrupt and see it as "En Vogue"...although Kabbalah is catching on. The deal is simple.......STAY AWAY!!! http://www.scientology-lies.com/ DL | ||
| MarkPDX (Markpdx)
Member Username: Markpdx Post Number: 764 Registered: 4-2003 |
I have been browsing the Scientology web site and found something I have never heard of before. According to his bio L. Ron composed music and lyrics as a soundtrack to accompany the book Battlefield Earth. They say it was the first time something like that was done. Now I'm wondering how it's supposed to work. Are there designated places in the book where you stop reading and play some music or are you supposed to read and listen at the same time? What happens if you read too fast or slow? Slightly off topic I always see help wanted signs up at the "Celebrity Center" in my town. It is a rather large and elaborately decorated sign so I assume it is a gimmick to get people in the door. Does anybody know what the deal is?
IIRC Scientologists use a gizmo called an "e-meter" to measure "negative energy" or something like that in their body cells. The goal is to "clear" yourself bad stuff left over from when humans were created as part of an alien cloning experiment. L. Ron Hubbard wrote both Dianetics (the basis for Scientology) and Battlefield Earth. The movie version of Battlefield Earth languished in production hell for quite a few years before John Travolta (a Scientologist) got it made. | ||
| John (Cohiba_man)
Member Username: Cohiba_man Post Number: 280 Registered: 1-2003 |
Ohhhhhh....it KIND OF seems like you were talking about the Amway thread...is that it? | ||
| John (Cohiba_man)
Member Username: Cohiba_man Post Number: 279 Registered: 1-2003 |
I'm just confused  I don't really know what you are talking about in the first case (e-meter???) and to compound that I can't see how it has anything to do with the movie Battlefield Earth !?!?!?!? | ||
| DL (Darth550)
Member Username: Darth550 Post Number: 353 Registered: 7-2003 |
Yes John, Read it again. I actually said that! All I can say is, "Whoa" DL | ||
| Nebula Class (Nebulaclass)
Member Username: Nebulaclass Post Number: 519 Registered: 11-2002 |
Here's a FANTASTIC review of the movie: "Battlefield Earth" is one of the worst films ever made. It's that simple. It's "Plan 9 From Outer Space" made with 60 million dollars. Had Ed Wood actually made it, people would expect an apology. When the cultural impact of this fiasco finally sinks in, John Travolta will be lucky if he can get a job plucking the gray hairs out of Ron Palillo's ass. The only thing I can figure out is that the Church of Scientology decided that they wanted to ensure nobody else joined up. This movie is like watching the Pope accidentally catch on fire while giving Easter Mass. If that's not a time to rethink your spiritual choices, what is? Discussing the details of the plot is probably akin to discussing the literary merits of a Nora Roberts novel. I just can't emphasize enough how bad it all is. I mean, it's such a disaster it may resurrect Lawrence-Hilton Jacobs' career. He'll be able to defend himself by saying "at least I didn't make 'Battlefield Earth'," and executives will have to acknowledge that he has a point. Anyway, it's the year 3000, a thousand years after a race called the Psychlos has taken over the Earth. The head of security is Terl (John Travolta) and he wants to use the humans as slaves for his personal gain. Unfortunately, Jonnie Goodboy Tyler (Barry Pepper) has other plans and leads a revolt. In case you haven't seen any pictures, Psychlos are Jamaican Klingons who talk like Ferengi. The primary special effect in the movie is accomplished by filling buckets with dirt and pieces of concrete and then tossing them across the screen. Director Roger Christian has a hard-on for flying dirt like you would not believe. The guys who wrote this should be forced to dictate everything for the rest of their lives so that they can never again touch pen to paper or finger to keyboard and declare themselves writers. If Christian can get a job as a Sears portrait photographer after this movie, Congress should make the use of cameras punishable by death. Every single scene is at an angle, which gave me the urge to slide off my chair and smash my skull into the floor. Action scenes look like they were shot inside a paint mixer. If egos were farts, one imagines John Travolta could destroy an entire planet himself by devouring a single frozen burrito. That this film even got made is clearly one testament to that fact, and that they're already planning a sequel is another. Classic....pure classic! | ||
| Joe (Jts)
Junior Member Username: Jts Post Number: 96 Registered: 8-2003 |
Don't they also have a navy (Sea Org?) with snappy uniforms but no ships? Now that's creative thinking! Mark - I bet the Amway drones stay away from the Scientologists because the latter are too cult-like for them | ||
| MarkPDX (Markpdx)
Member Username: Markpdx Post Number: 763 Registered: 4-2003 |
I wonder if there are any Scientologists that sell Amway Of course this is a good opportunity to dig up a favorite of mine:  | ||
| John (Cohiba_man)
Member Username: Cohiba_man Post Number: 278 Registered: 1-2003 |
What did you just say? | ||
| DL (Darth550)
Member Username: Darth550 Post Number: 352 Registered: 7-2003 |
And just think.......you can ACTUALLY pay 5K for a new e-meter every year(?), watch it 14 times a week (or else) and be clear...almost! What a great deal! I actually met the owner of a successful graphic arts company, and an avid scientologist, who ACTUALLY PAYS 250K PER YEAR FOR THE RIGHT AND PRIVILEGE TO PRINT THEIR MATERIAL FOR FREE!!!!!! I almost can't type that. Scary DL | ||
| Nebula Class (Nebulaclass)
Member Username: Nebulaclass Post Number: 518 Registered: 11-2002 |
Today, I conducted a very interesting experiment. I noticed that Battlefield: Earth was on the Sci-Fi channel. I've heard a lot of bad things about the movie; things like "A steming pile of turd" and "My eyes started to bleed." I felt it was necessary to view the movie, in hopes of deciding for myself if it was as bad as I had heard. So, I popped some popcorn, turned off the phone, and sat down. I figured, as this was an experiment, I should have a control group and a study group. I used myself as the control, as I can think, and my cat Pip as the study group. Here are my findings: First ten minutes: My thoughts on the movie aren't very good. I'm a little bored, and confused. My cat has stopped cleaning his butt, is staring at the TV, and has a strange glazed look over his eyes. First half hour: I think I am having a stroke, or perhaps a blot clot has formed in my brain. I say this, because there is a sharp pain in my head. I dunno, maybe it's just the retarted premise of the movie. My cat is trying to claw his eyes out. I've stopped him from causing any permanent harm. First hour: This is really hard to watch. About three minutes ago, I lost control of my bowels. I am now sitting in a puddle of mustard-yellow liquid. My cat has tried to kill himself by lapping it up as he would lap up a bowl of rotten cream. Third half hour: This is funny. I am watching my cat as he is trying to form a noose from his tail. Silly little creature doesn't realize that he can't hang himself with his own tail. I, however, have fashioned a lovely noose, and am contemplating suicide. Last half hour: My ceiling fan broke, and my suicide attempt failed. Another 30 pain-filled sh!t minutes has passed, and I am immobile. My central nervous system has shut down, as my brain has diverted all of it's resources to attempting to figure out how this movie was funded and made. Movie ends: My cat is near death. As his noose plan failed, he tried to eat one of the couch cushions instead. He got it halfway down, but I managed to pull it from his mouth as the credits ended. Mouth to mouth is in order. My experiment results? Well, all the critics were right. It was a TURD. One of the worst movies I've seen; hard to beleive, but even worse than Richard Greico's "If Looks Could Kill." What is amazing is that my study group, Pip the cat, feels the same way, and he's just a stupid animal. Go figure. Thanks, Hubbard! |