|Thank God this patient can’t read my mind!|
How about the type of politicians that have the attitude of: ‘sounds good sure, but it won’t get me votes, so let ’em’ suffer?’ Even they would never actually say on record that they don’t care about mental health; so you’d have to try and intrude on a private conversation with a politician using a super-stealth boom microphone.
“Those that are labelled as mentally ill by the Nazi psychiatrists actually have too many Thetans blocking their ‘money’ audits. So cut the government mental health budget in half and give it to the ‘Church of Scientology’. As an added perk, part of the money, along with some mile-high Qantas cash, will help fund a new Jet for John Travolta. (a new child, not a new plane)
Those that don’t come for a free e-meter reading, then sign up to give most of their money to reach clear level ‘Maverick’ will, unfortunately, not get all the benefits. It will only be a matter of time though when even these people will accept the gift of Dianetics by the founder of the Church, Old L Mother Hubbard. This will open them up to the Truth and they will start to charge the Battlefield Earth to total clarity.”
Think for a moment about what life must be like for the brainwashed rank-and-file in Hubbard’s smothered cupboard. I would imagine that de-programming these people would require some seriously dedicated mental health professionals. Then maybe these victims can turn to healthier world-views such as the newer ‘X files, Matrix and Heaven’s Gate-inspired’ cults whose followers believe that the world is a simulated virtual reality powered by an optical quantum super-string computer and we can all, with the aid of magical mushroom technology, communicate with the Rigellian fleet to make hybrid ‘look-who’s-talking’ babies by inserting probes up Hollyweird celebrities.
*Warning about warning**: do not read warning or article if offended by abrasive dishumour. If you think that Joan Rivers is better off dead for her hurtful Holocaust jokes, then you probably won’t like my joke in the article about raping Bill Cosby.
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