Three picketers -- Gregg, Nan, and myself.

I handed out over a hundred "Human Costs" / "$cientology Costs a Mint"

Gregg and Nan did more of "The Story of Xenu" and something else.

I arrived just before 10am. Gregg was talking to the officer. The handlers bounced up from their seats at Coffee Time across the street (love in a canoe coffee). We were going to fetch the letter that details Co$'s usual tactics during a picket for the officer. We came back with the letter. The handlers bounced up from their Coffee Time seats. We left for breakfast and coffee. We returned. Handlers, etc. We left to get the signs and leaflets. We returned. After five minutes, they realized that we were actually picketing and got out of their seats.

First up to bat for $cientology on the morning roster were Brian, Andy and Dan. Brian and Andy tried the "why are you here?" question on me, while Dan concentrated on Gregg (same question).

Andy did a bit of switch-hitting between Gregg and myself.

Brian tried the "I have never lied to you before" tactic to claim that he wasn't OSA, nobody in Toronto was OSA, in fact -- when he has definitely lied to me. (Great Ghu, do you think the "Somebody you trust is one of us"

shirt merely a joke?) He did claim that there were 100 staff in Toronto, and hundreds more on course. When I asked which doors they used he got kind of vague. Which is a pity because we've never seen them enter or leave the building.

They must use them OT powerz to be invisabule!

Let's see, Brian tried the "why are you here, why are you picketing, what would get you to stop", and Andy tried it. I think Dan tried it too.

Hello, talk about your "script-kiddies"! The same questions with the same words? After lunch, another one on the afternoon shift did it again with exactly the same words. AIEE! (I've heard that they rehearse the conversations beforehand. Too bad if I didn't cooperate but nobody gave me a script, sorry! I want at least 24 hours and at least ACTRA scale. Oh, and I want the out-takes from whomever plays me in the rehearsals.)

Just before we broke for lunch, Nan showed up. Always a pleasure! Charming to talk to, and she pickets like five -- although I think some of the newer Co$ members don't know about her. And since she is under a restraining order to not talk about $cientology, there's still lots that I don't know.

(Sources close to Nan hint that it's quite a story.)

At lunch, lots of things were discussed. Kaeli and Zeratul buzzed in.

Our usual Co$ shadow at the Artful Dodger was there. (He had wine and a salad as usual. No auditine for him for the next few days!) After lunch, Nan picketed for at least an hour. (Places to be, descendants to visit.) Oddly enough, criminally convicted old-timers of Co$ stayed out of sight while she was there.

The only member who stayed the whole day was Brian. (Who assures me that he isn't OSA -- and he's "never lied to me". Sh'yeah, right!) He disavowed any knowledge of Peter Ramsay.

Gregg said that saw some SeaOrg uniformed people before the picket. I saw a woman in a bluish uniform with Sargent stripes and a rocker on top. (Only on the right sleeve.)

At 4pm or so, we left. Must Have Beer! More was discussed. Alan arrived.

More was discussed.

Hmm... Paulette aka Harridan was there, so what? Semi-Baldy was there, but didn't want to have a dialog, just shout.

Apparently Co$ sent out a couple of neos to face the sign at Gregg's house of "This family is being harassed by members of what is called the 'church' of Scientology" -- Not exactly what it said, but close enough. I hear that Gregg's neighbors have sprinkler tech down to a science -- camera tech too!

Strangely enough, the main word of the day was "destroy". Semi-Baldy kept going on about "You want to destroy religion". Thinking back, most of the handling attempts used the word "destroy" at least once.

Destroy... Hmm. I'd say that they are worried about something. "Destroy", what could that mean in relation to the Toronto Org?

Ron of that ilk.
FREE TEST
EXPENSIVE CULT

Pre picket:

Its the Toronto Film Festival this week so I arrived early downtown so as to distribute flyers to moviegoers standing in line to get into the first show at a theatre two blocks north of the bOrg. I did 100 flyers in about 10 minutes. I kept saying "Get your cult protest flyers". I was carrying my "Scientology Dangerous UFO Cult"

picket sign. Very interesting and completely positive reactions.

Picket:

The 'end of summer picket' went off without much of a hitch.

Most of our regulars had other commitments so Ron Sharp and I did the whole day together on an abbreviated schedule. Nan Maclean, Kaeli and Zeratul Cat joined us for lunch at the Artful Dodger. K and Z had errands to run, but Nan picketed with us until 3:30 pm. The Co$ were most unhappy to see Nan! <grin>

The Police Officer the Co$ are *forced* to hire for the day was soft spoken, polite and very firm. He did not want any shenanigans and was pleased to read a copy of our Picketers Advisory. He also had been briefed on our peaceful reputation and the Co$ disreputable one.

As usual now, I gave the Officer a written list of established OSA GoonSquad counter picketing nastiness tech. He then apparently took the time to let the OSA GoonSquad know flyer snatching, shoving etc would not be tolerated.

DirtyDan spent the entire morning fruitlessly trying to engage me in conversation on topics of his choosing. I basically ignored him except to take the time to make him look like an idiot. ( I know that is easy but I was trying for extra points on creativity.] DirtyDan kept standing beside me and in the centre of the sidewalk trying to keep between me and the passersby, so as to make distributing my RX Special Flyers more difficult. When I would switch sides of the sidewalk, DirtyDan would again move to the centre and block me, talking all the time. Suddenly I started to slowly walk around DirtyDan. He stayed in the centre of the sidewalk and turned to face me. Except I kept moving around him, so he kept turning. I slowly increased by pace and about the fourth time I had walked a circle around him, with him pivoting ever faster to face me and yammering away, he complained I was spinning. Heh. I guess he was getting a little dizzy.

DirtyDan even tried screaming in my ear to get my attention (of course only once the Cop had stepped across the street to grab a soda).

I have a nice tape of DirtyDan and his antics. Even shows the Cop in the background crossing to the coffee shop and then Dansai666 yells my name as loud as he can right close to my ear. How rude.

The same tape shows me giving away 50 flyers to the slow morning pedestrian traffic despite Dansai666 rude anti-free speech antics.

DirtyDan was very frustrated. He kept wanting to know why I was there. He claimed the Co$ Goons were 'leaving me alone'. What a maroon! He should ask OSA Thug Peter Ramsay to keep him better informed on the details of the PROGRAM. Poor Dan seems to be left out of the loop.

OSA Goonette Paulette, who came for part of the afternoon, was her usual physically and verbally sleazy self. She didn't try to steal anything this time so maybe Scientology has helped her with her kleptomania. Al tho' her neo fascist OSA Bull baiting techniques are interesting to observe in action, they do make her sound repulsive to the general public. Chanting "WifeBeaterChildMolestor"over and over while holding her fist an inch from my mouth for a good 5 minutes certainly made her appear to one observer as "a certifiable whacko".

One of these days I think she is going to lose it and hit me. You really can see the indoctrinated and cultivated hatred burning in her eyes.

DirtyDan also tried a little physical stuff with me. Again when the cop had stepped away for a soda, DirtyDan and AndyShill double teamed me which resulted in DirtyDan chest butting me when I tried to escape them. High school Bully stuff really.

Some OSA Goons claimed we were good for their business stats, while other Goons tried there best to 'manufacture enough threat' to convince me to leave. The Goon squad should at lest try to get their objectives coordinated.

The Repugnant Mr Ramsay was not seen at this picket. Doubtless he was off doing something challenging like intimidating anyone he perceives as vulnerable or not willing or able to strike back. A real OSA Hero eh?

In short the picket went well.

We Came.
They Saw.
We Conquered.
There Were NO OTs There

My son called me in the early afternoon to tell me two bedraggled OSA Goonettes and a sickly beagle were Revenge Picketing at our suburban Oakville house. [The OSA only pickets our house when I am not there. Just my wife and children. Now why is that?] The Goonettes assigned the job today had to contend with a 10 foot by 3 foot banner I had hung 8 feet off the ground at the end of my driveway. The banner read:

MEMBERS OF OUR FAMILY
ARE BEING MALICIOUSLY HARASSED
FOR SPEAKING OUT AGAINST
THE CRIMINALLY CONVICTED CULT
CALLED 'SCIENTOLOGY'

That evening as I took the banner down many of my neighbors took the time to ask a few questions and express their support.

Oakville is a nice little town.

We'll be back at the bOrg on Sept 30.

Maybe by then DirtyDansai666 might have a clue.
Gregg Hagglund SP7 Toronto and Canadian National Picket Reports now at:

<http://www.geocities.com/HotSprings/Spa/8412/toronto/index.html>

"It's interesting that Scientologists cannot seem to differentiate between:

----individuals:

picketing an organization to voice their opinion on its behavior, and -----an organization:

picketing individuals for voicing their opinion."

-M.C.DiPietra "Give'em hell son." the late M.G.Hagglund

Turns out it was his first time there and he was taking the personality test. Once the Scientologists realized he was there, somebody came out and ushered him inside. He did come back out later and told us what a bunch of bullshit he thought the personality test and Orientation film was. I think itıs safe to say he will not be back.

We had arrived at about 11:30 AM, and it would appear that a good portion of the people there were out for lunch, as the place was nearly deserted. But phone calls were made and soon people started showing up. However, everyone just walked past us and into the org without saying a word. After a while though, Deborah Jurt, the DSA arrived and had an exchange with Gerry, as well as taking all of our pictures. Of course she brought up his warrant in California, and as she walked back into the org she said "have you talked about your pig letter with these people? I bet theyıd be interested in that one Gerry."

At one point early in the picket, a police car drove past and stopped. The officer asked us what we were protesting. We told him, and he said, "oh, ok, have fun". A little later another police car came. The clams had complained that we were blocking the sidewalk, which was hilarious, as we certainly were not. The officer told us that there was no problem with us picketing, but we had to keep moving. Then she went inside and talked to the DSA for a minute. Deborah was apparently showing the officer pictures of us taken at previous events, and dead agenting no doubt. Then the officer came out, thanked us, and left.

After that, Deborah kept an eye on us out the window, and everytime we stopped moving for a minute, she came out and reminded us to keep moving or sheıd call the police back. At one point, a guy on a bike stopped to talk to us. He didnıt know much about Scientology, but he knew it was a cult and he had a friend who had joined a different cult, so he was quite interested in what we had to say. Deborah came out and tried to tell us that we were not allowed to stop people on the sidewalk! The guy told her "fuck you, this is a private conversation." He then got his picture taken, of course.

He stayed and talked to us for quite a long time.

We had several other people stop and talk to us and express their support.

Several people honked as they drove past as well.

After while, 3 OTıs came outside and sat on the step outside the door, Andre Jurt (the DSAıs husband), Gill, and Theresa. Rebecca Brownlee came out briefly as well. Gill and Theresa didnıt talk to us, but Andre did a bit.

He didnıt want to talk Gerry though, he said it was because Gerry was declared and it would be against policy. He did break down and talk to Gerry a bit, as well as Reg, who has not yet been declared.

Around 4:30 or so the weather started getting pretty nasty, so the Scientologists went inside, and we called it a day.

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