Blown for Good - Marc Morgan Headley [89]
Dave had managed to take anything that involved any part of “friendly” or “personal” out of Scientology. It was now a machine that had one route and one answer, and that answer was being programmed into every staff member, every public, everyone that had anything to do with Scientology. If you did not follow the exact route laid out in the Golden Age of Tech, you went to Ethics, no exceptions. If someone refused Ethics and they were in any way irrational or “nuts”, they did the Introspection Rundown or were security checked. Period. There were no exceptions. Dave’s new machine was a factory that only had exact options. Gone were the days where you could talk to someone and sort something out or decide what was needed based on what they thought. The thought process had been taken out of the equation. Any talking about it had been taken out of the equation. You looked at the routing form or program and if it said Int Rundown, that is what the person had to do.
The policy on Keeping Scientology Working was quoted heavily. “We’d rather have you dead than incapable,” Hubbard wrote in the policy that appears as the first thing you read in every single Scientology course. Well that’s just what happened in December of 1995. Lisa McPherson, one of the few people that Dave Miscavige had been personally overseeing and supervising, had died. Dave knew he was personally involved in this one. Anyone that had anything to do with the “LMP” situation, as it was referred to, was watched like a hawk.
The two Religious Technology Center representatives at Flag who had been executing Dave’s orders regarding Lisa were brought back to the base and were posted as dishwashers in the galley. The senior case supervisor on her case was made a cleaner at Flag. One of the rooms where Lisa had been held and examined was cleaned out and wiped down completely. Any traces of anything Lisa were erased. People were given an official story of what happened even if they thought differently from what they witnessed.
Dave Miscavige had messed up big time. He knew it, and a lot of people that worked with him, for him or around him, knew it. Some how, some way he had to make this go away. While behind the wheel, he had crashed and although he was surely at fault and there were witnesses, this would be classified as a hit and run and he would not be caught. Not yet at least.
There were people that were there when this all happened. There are at least five people that know the truth about what happened to Lisa McPherson. Those people will eventually tell their stories and the truth will come out. While they might be morally wrong for not having spoken out, I am sure their hesitation stemmed from concern they would end up just like Lisa if they did so.
Chapter Seventeen – Monument
The International Landlord Office was located at the base. This was the office responsible for making sure that every single organization in the world was in a building that was big enough, well located and properly designed and set up in accordance with Hubbard policy.
The landlord office had photo binders which contained detailed pictures of each organization around the world. In the front of the binder was a picture of the building exterior and then photos of all interior rooms, walls, furniture, toilets, sinks, broken floor tiles. You name it, they had it.
Now there were about ten staff in the landlord office. A few designers, a few space planners, a few logistics people, some project managers that went around and supervised individual renovations projects and the International Landlord. This last