Jamie Kennedy Being Stalked Over Poem!

TOURETTES WITHOUT REGRETS SPECIAL EMERGENCY BULLETIN
by Jamie Kennedy
******************************************************** I'm a marked man. Hunted by a cult. A real deal cult, I'm not making a word of this up, no need to. NONE OF THE FOLLOWING IS FICTION.
There's an almost absolute certainty that my phones are tapped, (and almost a little too obviously judging by how the lines sound now), I probably have a private detective following me trying to dig up dirt, blackmail angles being looked at, a lawsuit being prepared, cult members at my shows in the audience studying me, and quite easily this email is being hacked into and read at the same time that you read it. In fact, the reason for this email is a public statement to all the Bay Area and friends and fans so it's been said and is on the record: that IF I VANISH FOR LONGER THAN A WEEK, THAN THE CHURCH OF SCIENTOLOGY HAS MURDERED ME.
I'm not being paranoid, I assure you. If you're not familiar with the Church, go RIGHT NOW to Mp3.com, look my name up in the search directory and listen to the track JUDAS' SON. LISTEN TO IT. The recording is from the first time I performed it ever in San Jose.

[Note: This paragraph contains a link to http://chooser.mp3.com/cgi-bin/play/play.cgi/AAICQuPLDQDABG5vcm1QBAAAAFL0qQEAUQEAAABDDUzhOQKsW0Z1iNudreJwf31ytPg-/judas__son.m3u]
The recording details how the now deceased leader of Scientology L. Ron Hubbard is my great grandfather on my mothers side, my grandfather being the right hand man in the cult for many years until he defected as well. L. Ron is where I got my red hair. It also details how the Church is quite simply one of the most dangerous cults on the planet, (not counting Christianity). They sue people, blackmail people, frame people, fake suicides and straight out kill people. They've inflitrated the FBI, the IRS, the CIA and the State Department.

The FBI has actually stated that their own surveillance equipment is not even close to what the Church has. They have BILLIONS of dollars in secret accounts and over 8 million followers including Tom Cruise and of course John Travolta.

And ALL of it was started by my great grandfather.

Don't believe me? Fuck you, it's my family history. I already wrote a huge piece about it and don't need to reiterate it all for you. Find out for yourself, check out Operation Clambake and other Church watchdog groups on the Internet.
JUDAS' SON is the very same recording that an anti-Scientology group out of Florida called the Lisa McPherson Trust (named for a woman who was killed by the Church when she tried to defect) heard on the Internet and is now paying all my expenses to fly me out to Florida to perform and MC at a first of it's kind benefit concert in November in the city of Clearwater, a city that Scientology owns HALF of, literally millions of dollars in real estate, half the police force, and where the international headquarters of the Church is located. The benefit features ex members of the church, DJ's, local bands, all kinds of shit.
This very same recording and this very same concert is why the Church came to my HOUSE in Vallejo last Thursday. They actually came to my ex girlfriends house (where I used to live and where my daughter lives now), two of them, a man and a woman claiming that they were "poets" who were throwing a "show" with me and they really wanted to discuss my poetry with me. This was of course an absolute lie and a ruse to find out where I was staying these days. My ex didn't know any better and directed them to my mothers house (where I've been crashing) a few blocks away.
I was still at work. They arrived and tried to sell my brother the same line of shit. They kept trying to weasel information about me to him until my mother came across them. She instantly got a bad feeling about them, telling me later that she can always recognize Scientologists by their "dead eyes" and nearly robot like behavior. They tried to sell her the same lines but she wasn't buying it. When they said they were throwing a show with me, she said what show, they didn't have an answer. When she asked what poems they wanted to discuss with me, they shuffled a bit. She asked if it was any poem in particular, they said yes, my poem on Scientology. "Are you Scientologists?" she asked. They tried to change the subject saying it wasn't important until she drilled them on it again and the man uncomfortably admitted that the woman was a Scientologist and that he was "with the church" (meaning a high ranking officer).

With that out, they grew more aggresive asking if it was true that I really the great grandson and my mother of course I was, and that they were speaking to their leader's granddaughter, a fact that sort of awed them a bit. They then asked if I knew that my piece was being used by opponents of the Church. "Of course he does." she said. "Well we claims in his piece that we threaten people-" he said. "Then what the hell are you doing on my porch?" my mom shot back. They actually started quoting lines from my poem, claiming they had never seen any of evidence of any of it and my mom started laughing, sadly shaking her head at their devoted ignorance, told them she prayed they'd escape the cult and politely told them if they wanted to speak to me, to leave a number and get the hell off her lawn.

I came home an hour later to discover all of this, and called my uncles for advice who said quite simply that knowing the Church's tactics, that surveillance on me had already begun and that they had probably been coming to my shows for the last few months spying on me, hell they might have bought books off me and that almost certainly my phone was tapped, a P.I and everything else.

My uncle said they would probably use every possible means to keep me from going to Florida, from threats, lawsuits and simple intimidation. He said my one advantage is that I'm such a public figure that if they fuck with me, they've got to know I'll take my war to every damn newspaper that I know a reporter from and that I know how to get press.

The people in Florida have been threatened in every way possible, pickets, near riots, beatings, frame-ups, phone taps, everything. The promoter lives in a house will security cameras everywhere and has one of his attacks on film. I'll even have my own personal bodyguard when I get there for the show, press conferences and tight security.

Some of my family thinks I'm sticking my head into the mouth of the lion by flying out and doing the show. My family prefers its silence and to be left out of it. I refuse to go down quietly. If they want a war, I'll give them one. I've walked my entire life on a razor, and I ain't gonna back off now. In fact, there's a strong possibility that the Church will show up at my next few shows.

In secret of course, recording anything they can to use against me later. My mom sadly shook her head and told me that this is only the beginning, that they won't ever stop until I'm quiet, they have too much money, too many thugs and slaves and lawyers, that I'm fighting an impossible fight, that this fight almost killed my grandfather and HAS killed other people.

So: if I vanish, you know who the suspects are. Just had to let everybody know.

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