L. Ron Hubbard as sad, oversexed schlub: The very personal writings his admirers never discuss

[L. Ron Hubbard, circa 1946]

Hey, gang. We spent all day yesterday reading two manuscripts from people who were kind enough to give us advance looks at their upcoming books. It was great stuff, and we’re glad we got to see it, but it meant we blew the whole day without a chance to make any []