Blown for Good - Marc Morgan Headley [16]
There is even another level above Fast Flow, which is called Super Literate. To become Super Literate you have to look up in a dictionary every single word that L. Ron Hubbard uses on the Student Hat Course, which includes the typed transcripts of all the lectures Hubbard gave on the subject of study. This is called the Primary Rundown (PRD). And then you do Method One. I think the only difference between the two statuses is that if you are SuperLit or Super Literate, you cannot be challenged whether you understand something or not, they just have to take your word for it that you understand and go from there.
We went full time on this Method One course and spent a month with our heads buried in dictionaries. We did see some folks on the Primary Rundown and they had been on the course for eight months and they were only half way through! We were glad that we were only going to be Fast Flow.
We finished the Method One Course and had a lot of time to mess around. We went to some parties, went jet skiing a lot and were having a great time our last few weeks in Clearwater.
Just when we thought everything was going great, things started happening.
One of the teachers at Delphi was named Adam Hancock. He was our soccer coach, and he was the one watching the LA house while we were in Florida. Evidently he had been down into the basement and borrowed one of Jesse’s dad’s guns for an acting class he had been attending. He was going to do the Mel Gibson scene from Lethal Weapon where he shoots himself in the head using a gun with no bullets in it. Well, this would have been fine except for the fact that Adam had put a loaded clip into the gun and then taken it out. One bullet stayed in the chamber and he shot himself for real in the acting class. We got the call from our teacher, Eve Darling. She knew Adam from the Delphi School in Oregon, from which they both graduated. She was devastated. We were devastated. He shot himself with one of our guns! He lived but was on life support and was most likely going to be a paraplegic if he in fact survived. Adam was like a brother. We grew up together and he was our teacher for a long time. We had been to his house, met his wife and hung out. He was a really good guy.
After this, things took on a serious tone. Both our girlfriends had come out to Florida around this time. We were spending a lot of time with them and they lived at the Sandcastle so we were around Flag a lot more. One day Jesse met with some Sea Org members and I thought that they were probably trying to recruit him. Being at Delphi and being around LA, we got used to Sea Org recruiters. They were always trying to get the young kids into the Sea Org. In fact most of the LA organizations had kids as young as 12 working in them. Sea Org members were everywhere at Flag, though. The whole place was run by the Sea Org; so much so, they probably numbered in the hundreds, at least. There were a lot of them.
Jesse did not come back that night. I saw him the next morning at the Sandcastle. “I am joining the Sea Org,” he told me.
“What the hell?” I said. “What about all the stuff we were going to do?”
“Ali joined too!” he said.
Ali was his girlfriend. She was best friends with my girlfriend, Star. We all went to Delphi in LA and we had been dating these girls off and on for months. It was not like we were anything more than girlfriend and boyfriend or had done any more than held hands and fooled around a bit. It sure was not the kind