Just curious if anyone has stayed at Narconon Trois Riviere (2 hours outside from Montreal)? I'd like to find out more about the c**t who runs this particular faciltiy. As of yesterday, Brad (my common-law partner) met with administration; he was told that if he wanted to leave, that was absolutely fine. However, he will not receive transportation to Montreal to take a bus or a plane. They encouraged him to leave whenever he likes (which is so natural because to them, he's seen enough as an "outsider"). I would be ashamed if I were them, too. Irregardless, she found him twice, afterwards (one of which during his phonecall with me) and said, "Can I speak with you?" The b***h was trying to convince him to stay; she asked him if he was still sure if he wanted to leave. Brad said he looked at her, like, what the f**k do you think? "Nothing has changed, nothing is going to change" he told them. So basically, he's stranded untill I can throw money into his account. I suppose it's better than being dropped off at a sleazy motel 26 miles away.
Speaking of all this, I sent a nasty email to Quebec's Narconon; of course, nothing back. However, Brad was spoken to about this email. The administration said, "This is threatening" . Brad said he was laughing the entire time; sheer spitefulness. That's my boy. Despite her concern (and the c**t thinks I'M f**ked up?!), I have not received any emails back. I'm persistent though; I will keep up the emails.
Thanks for reading, if anyone would like to see the email I sent Narconon, please contact me at ashley_labbe@hotmail.com
Have a great day, guys!
I encourage you to contact Vince Daniels. You can send him an email from the radio stations website, he reads these and responds. You can listen to him on the internet on Saturdays 10 am to 1pm pacific time. He has an international audience and his shows also get posted to YouTube. Check it out!
The Narconon program views "resistance" as natural. They even use the term "blow" to describe how people become frustrated with the ideas of the program. They might even suggest that someone's "ethics" are not in order or that there is a "source of suppression" in the person's life. Anytime someone gets sick while attending the program, rather than being evaluated medically... students are sent to an ethics officer who typically explores with the student what the source of suppression is in their life. Typically a family member, loved one, boyfriend, girlfriend, friend, etc. are the "souce of suppression". This all seemed very bizarre to me.
It was at about two weeks when I finally caught on to the chatter about Narconon being Scientology. I had heard about Scientology before... briefly only. Of course I had heard about Travolta and Cruise in the media. I felt extremely violated when I finally caught on to what was going on. There was a lot of fear when I began looking at the staff with this in mind. I was able to make sense out of so much that seemed to make no sense what so ever. I did finally conclude that Scientology ideation is harmless... although there are practices that I believe are harmful. But from then on I couldn't accept anything that the program had to offer. I was simply doing time by this point.
God bless you all that are so frustrated. Hopefully this site will give you means to channel that frustration in a helpful way.
[Anytime someone gets sick while attending the program, rather than being evaluated medically... students are sent to an ethics officer who typically explores with the student what the source of suppression is in their life. Typically a family member, loved one, boyfriend, girlfriend, friend, etc. are the "souce of suppression". ]
Is this not the most ridiculous thing? I should know because I'm the reason Brad has a cold. A COLD. Yes, that's right. My virus is raging; I feed on running around, waiving my metaphoric wand and forcing people to sneeze. Give me a break! I have to ask, why do you think they justify everything, almost everything (that is, if they acknowledge instead of dismissing it) with blatant nonsense?
By the way, I agree with Mr. Mac. At the point of realization and choosing not to collaborate with this religion, it must feel like doing time. You're in the sheltered cell .... how clausterphobic, so be around so many working ants.