Just a quick quote from Marty Rathbun’s blog entry about the death of Annie Broeker, former LRH aid and ex-wife of Marty’s superfanboy Jim Logan (“Ann Marie Tidman 1956 – 2011 — In Memoriam):
“Shortly before John Brousseau (JB) left the corporate church in April 2010 he was told that Annie had contracted lung cancer. Since then a network of friends on the outside has sought to assist her knowing full well the suppression she was under that would cause such a scourge to invade her body.”
Got that? Annie Broeker got lung cancer because of “the suppression she was under.” Not because it ran in her family. Not because Scientologists smoke like chimneys in their attempt to be like their guru, L. Ron Hubbard. (Disclaimer: I don’t know if Ms. Broeker smoked or not.) Not because of some undiscovered medical cause.
Nope – Annie Broeker got lung cancer because David Miscavige was suppressing her.
This is what L. Ron Hubbard teaches his Scientologists – that you don’t get sick because of germs, but rather that you get sick because of a connection to a suppressive person or a “potential trouble source” (someone who is connected to an SP).
This sounds like something you could laugh off… until you realize that this is the information Scientologists use to make decisions about their own health care and that of their loved ones. Including their children. Scientologists would rather listen to a power-crazed con man who failed out of college than doctors who have had years of training.
And how do Scientologists treat cancer? Do they go to the doctor for aggressive radiation or chemotherapy? Nope. They give “touch assists.” They repeatedly poke the person and say “Feel my finger. Thank you.”
Imagine if you went to your doctor and were told that your spouse had cancer, that it was caused by someone being mean to her, and that the treatment was to repeatedly touch her and thank her. I don’t know about you, but I’d punch that doctor in his shiny white teeth, and then I’d sue the living shit out of him.
Not that any of this matters, because Annie Broeker didn’t die; she simply dropped her body. As we speak, she’s probably directing her new body to coo and gurgle and gaze lovingly at her new parents. Or maybe she’s hanging out with LRH’s thetan on some far-away planet somewhere. Who the fuck knows.
All I do know is that we have yet more evidence that so-called independent Scientology is no safer than Church-going Scientology. Forget about Miscavige throwing a beating to his staff – that isn’t right, but it’s not the real evil of the Church.
The real evil is people who perpetuate the idea that if no one treats you badly, you are safe from deadly diseases.
Think about it this way: If Annie Broeker had quit Scientology and trusted her care to real doctors, she probably would have had her cancer detected earlier, could have treated it, and would probably be alive today.
LRH reached out from beyond the grave and killed her, as sure as if he shot her with a gun. Except a gun is more humane.
Ever watch someone die of cancer? I have. It’s about as unpleasant and undignified a death as you could hope for.
And yet Marty Rathbun, just like David Miscavige, still wants to make his living by selling this bullshit.
And what are Marty’s followers doing? Acting sad. Wait a second, I thought Annie was an immortal thetan! She’s dropped her body and freed herself of Miscavige’s suppression! Shouldn’t you be celebrating?
But you’re not. You’re sad. You know why? Because humans recognize death for what it really is. You see the finality of it. You know Annie is dead and gone. That sad feeling welling inside you, dear Scientologist, is your bullshit detector, and it’s ringing like fucking crazy.
Rest in peace, Annie.