Does she kick?

Sorry Derek. This must be really hard for you.

I’m putting in my weekly two hours on the picketless line, giving out flyers, kosher and Heath Bars candy, white roses (with attached story of the White Rose, it’s a Jewish neighborhood), and the other guys go off to get sodas and/or go to the bathroom. OK, I can handle it, and usethe lul(l) by sitting down. It’s a nice warm day, with a fine wind right off the water, mild sunstroke and fatigue toxins have turned me into an endorphinized Asian deity, smiling benignly at the funny thing called the universe. It’s a good day.

All of a sudden, this woman comes storming out of the Scn building.
“What are you doing here?”
“Protesting. How ’bout you?” I give her a smile that expresses my warm regard. “Have a chat?” I patted the low wall beside me.
“You know you’re …fat.” She remained standing.
“Some people have said that, yes.”
“You know…you could lose that if you went to…a gym, or something.” Her face was going all vertical wrinkly, and a little reddish.
“This is strenuous enough, I assure you. More so than cowering in an office, holding some cans. Tell me, if Scientology is so good at solving everything, why is Kirstie Allie still…and why did LRH smoke so much? No one ever explains anything to me.” I added, a little sadly. “Really, you should be out enjoying this.”
“Well, can’t you think of anything better to do?”
The wind smelled of salt and summertime. The day was warm. The Goddess smiled within me. In a voice that channeled simultaneously Timothy Leary and President Clinton in what I imagine was full Serenity of Beingness (tone scale 40) I said. “No. I can’t think of anything that I would be better off doing right now.”
I don’t know what she said next, because it didn’t even register. It must have been some insult because I found it terribly funny.
“Is that what they call ‘bull-baiting’? Please, don’t do it. It’s very off-putting.”
She gave me a furious look, and turned to leave.
“Don’t leave! Really! What’s wrong?” I said.
She was halfway across the street by the time I got out
“Is it something that I said?”

That’s a good one. However, I was trying to indicate their overreaction.

There goes the neighborhood.

And nobody from Amsterdam News was invited?

She reminds me of Rosa Klebb. Don’t let the bitch kick you.

Holy Shit! The post is idiotic enough, but read the fucking comments! I don’t think I’ve ever seen such an execrable parade of utter idiotic stupidity! Fuck, those people are fucking fucked in the head! Right there, there’s your average Scientologists – read the post and comments – it’s all you need to know. Jee-zus.

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Church of Scientology Negative Publicity Collection – 2016

ESMB – Ex-Scientology Message Board
http://www.forum.exscn.net/showthread.php?41357-Church-of-Scientology-Negative-Publicity-Collection-%96-2016&p=1109455&viewfull=1#post1109455

WWP – Why We Protest
https://whyweprotest.net/threads/church-of-scientology-negative-publicity-collection-%E2%80%93-2016.131131/#post-2589635

OCMB – Operation Clambake Message Board
http://ocmb.xenu.net/ocmb/viewtopic.php?f=11&t=305337&p=734669#p734669

RFTTP – Reaching For The Tipping Point
http://forum.reachingforthetippingpoint.net/index.php/topic,12976.msg36944.html#msg36944

ESK – Ex-Scientology Kids
http://www.exscientologykids.com/eskforums/viewtopic.php?f=15&t=11517&p=35135#p35135

That’s the beauty of the Internet. It makes instant connections and draws people together in the most unlikeliest ways. The photo is fantastic. I’d get it framed.