Blown for Good - Marc Morgan Headley [15]
I remember seeing the Course Supervisor at the Sandcastle one day when we were jet skiing in the bay next to the building. I waved at her, knowing that she probably had her blood boiling while believing that the planet, or the entire universe, was busy being flushed down the toilet. In hindsight, a jet ski would have been highly valuable if the world was, in fact, being flushed away. I would have surely outlasted the bulk of the people clinging to soup cans attached to E-Meters or books written by Hubbard.
We went to the Freewinds; I did this tiny course that shows you where everything is on the ship and how to get into a lifeboat should the thing sink. I was announced at the “Graduation” that week and had to say something about the course. Everybody does the course. No one wants to do it, but it is a requirement. Sort of like everything in Scientology, you have no choice. And then after you do something you don’t really have a choice in doing, you get to tell everybody how much you loved it. If you don’t come out the end of a course in Scientology with flying colors, you get in big ethics trouble and most often have to pay more money to find out why you are unhappy and then possibly pay even more money to do other remedies that are believed will make you happy again. I went along and said, “I was now happy to know where everything on the ship was.” Everybody clapped and the next guy said something about the course he finished. Yippee!
I then did another course – The Route to Infinity Course. Jesse and I liked the “get through the course fast and then mess around” method. We decided to go from morning until the end of the night and do the course fast. This course consisted of a bunch of LRH lectures from the 1950s. Jesse and I whizzed through the course in three days and partied for the rest of the cruise. We drove around the islands all day on mopeds, jet skied, and scuba dived or just did nothing and hung out on the ship. One night we got in trouble for watching the movie Robo Cop on one of the lounge decks that had a TV. We had rented it on the local island and brought it aboard. The Sea Org girl who wanted it turned off said that it was too “enturbulating” for the other passengers and we had to stop playing it. In Scientology, being enturbulated is the worst thing you can experience. It is like being upset and having your “personal space” or “universe” encroached upon. So, we turned the movie off. She left. We turned it back on. All the other “enturbulated” passengers somehow made it to the end without drowning themselves at sea. In fact, I do remember them being a bit angry when the Sea Org girl made it seem like they were not going to find out if Robo Cop was going to take down the bad guys or if he was going to meet up with his wife and kid. They did brighten up when we popped the tape back in, though.
Besides having a better set of sea legs and some fun island trips, we were ready to leave the Freewinds. We had been there two weeks and it was time to go.
We got back to Flag and realized that we still had one more course that we had to do, The Method One Course. The stated purpose of this course is recovery of your education – hard to do when you haven’t even graduated high school yet. You look up definitions of any words you have ever run into that you didn’t know the meaning of. We decided to do this course since it was the last course we needed to do in order to become Fast Flow. In Scientology, every time you read something, you have to get an exam from another student who has already read the thing you just read. This person quizzes you about what you read and asks you key questions to test your understanding of the materials. If you do not answer any one question correctly, you have to go re-read the document and get another checkout from that person. Then at the end of the course you have to take an exam, if you do not pass the exam with a score over 85%, you have to go back and re-do the