Free Blown for Good Behind the Iron Curtain of Scientology by Marc Headley Page B

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    I could not believe how abbreviated everything was. Later that day, Veronika told me something that would illustrate this to the core.
    She said, “The ED ordered that I go over to PAC and see the Dissem Secs from ASHO and AO and get the WUS and EUS T&P BMO lists that we use each week for our SBC promo. I should be back here at the HGB by dinner. If the FBO or Treas Sec ask where I went, can you tell them that I am on a GI cycle for the stats.”
    That translates into, “The Executive Director ordered that I go to the complex to pick up some mailing lists for our promotion, I will be back by dinner. If anyone asks for me, that’s where I will be.”
    Days went by and finally I got my Fitness Board approved. It was a piece of paper that said I was fit for the Sea Org. It was actually a letdown when I saw it. I was expecting a big meeting where I’d be questioned in front of a board of people. It was nothing like that at all. In fact, after I read it, I got the impression that it was just rubber stamped and printed. I never met any of the people who approved it or even heard of them for that matter.
    Veronika told me that based on my test scores; I would be posted in HCO at ABLE Int. I would be doing the same things I was already doing. There were no people posted in the entire division of HCO at ABLE. HCO was the Hubbard Communications Office. This was the area responsible for personnel, communications and ethics. Veronika’s post was the Supercargo ABLE Int. She was over the first four divisions of ABLE, the Executive Division, Hubbard Communications Office Division, the Dissemination Division and the Treasury Division. There were three or four people in the Executive Division, two people in Dissem, nobody in Treasury and no one in HCO. Veronika was the HAS HFA, or Held From Above. Anytime someone on the org board had to do jobs underneath them, this was called HFA. Veronika was wearing all of the posts in HCO HFA.
    So now that I was temporarily posted in the Hubbard Communications Office, I was the HCO Area Secretary, the division head over HCO. I was surely not going to Narconon Chilocco in Oklahoma to kick back on the Indian reservation anytime soon. I was also going to be responsible for all of the posts below me that were not filled. This was another signpost moment. I spotted it, but I had gone a bit too far down the rabbit hole at this point. If I left now, I would end up with a “Freeloader’s Bill”, an invoice for the cost of the courses I had completed so far, and would face disciplinary actions or justice actions for leaving the Sea Org.
    My posting was approved and HCO Area Secretary it was. As far as I knew, I was the youngest division head in the building. It was more depressing than it was impressive. I was going to have to do all of the functions of the entire division on my own. I could not complain about people since that was one of my departments! The Executive Director, Rena Weinberg, told me that I had to get more people! She briefed me on how Martha and Boris (the two people that recruited me) were supposed to get another 10 people into ABLE before they could do their new project and that this would help, but that I needed to get some new people on my own.
    There was also the matter of the statistics. I had a number of these that I had to report each week. Every single Scientology organization in the world had to report their statistics each week. It was sort of a ritual. The week ended at precisely 2:00  p.m. on Thursday. Anything that happened up until that point in the week was counted and reported up. All of these statistics from all around the world were being funneled to a great big think tank that would analyze the statistics and give direction on how to get them back up from going down or further up. No matter who was or wasn’t reviewing them, I had to make sure that I kept track of all of the stats I was responsible for or heavy penalties would be assessed.
    Among these