What is all this talk about Smersh and James Bond? When Hubbard was creating his "upper OT levels" and playing Commodore at sea, he seems to have been fixated with Ian Flemings novels about Smersh and James Bond,007.In turn, I have become fixated on this, who wouldn't when one's Father thinks he is a fictional character out of a book. We can all daydream and pretend , but when one is convinced without any shred of doubt, but when one lives this in their waking thoughts alone, what has gone wrong here?
Otto Roos was a friend of my Fathers on the ship Royal Scotman/Apollo, so I was intrigued when I read this:
On board the Apollo in 68, Janis, Claire and myself went on board a Russian submarine that was berthed on the deck next to Apollo, was this also some fantasy of Hubbard's and his constant fixation with Smersh. Were we unwitting spies? We were 11, 12 and 13 to my recall.Not that I am aware of, anyway there was nothing much to see except for metal and lots of it, it was a submarine and we weren't allowed beyond a closed door.
The ensuing shore flaps were NOT always "SMERSH'S" doing. Late '67 and early '68, as the only OT 2, Class VII, I had the tech hats. LRH had to run the ship, get research furthered, the AO ((Advanced Org)) off the ground, etc. Great randomity, untrained people... a bit much. Severe ethics carried the consequences of all unusual solutions in its wake, more randomity, port flaps...fear. A 'wog' ((Worthy Oriental Gentleman, a reference to jaded upper class citizens who survive by virtue of everyone else's know how and who could not survive on their own if they had to. Wog eventually came to mean anyone not a Scientologist, a raw meat case etc.)) pro seaman, like the Chief Engineer of the Royal Scotman ((an LRH ship)), who had stayed to train the crew, was off loaded as an SP ((Suppressive Person)). A hired pro Captain left as the living conditions were unacceptable. Overboard ceremonies and endless work parties were not understood by 'wogs', nor good PR. However, the conditions came to be accepted by the SO 'make-things- run-righter', justified as being the way to become a 'tough thetan'. The billion year contract was signed of our 'free will' (and some Swedes, who objected, were immediately beached (sent away) to 'never be given upper level materials' and declared.) 'Beaching' I have seen many times, it did not improve port relations. A beachee, put ashore with passport and no money (except his SO 'pay', sometimes) to make his way home would go to his Consulate for help and have some explaining to do. Another way to bring on the 'Enemy'.
ENEMIES: He could be ferocious. July 1968 saw a very special Mission, personally and at length briefed by LRH. Myself I/C and Jerry McDonald, a very tough ex US Marine, was assistant. To go find and weed out Mafia Connections in Scn LA and to gather together and collectively cave in the Charles Berner group by completely playing out OT 3. (We hired a Hollywood Studio, set the whole thing up, got the people in and ran the whole OT 3 story.) The Mafia part was a cinch. It made me a lot of enemies in LA, that was the 'unreasonability' of the early SO days. There were other such like things. Off the 'beaten track', often in OT or 'Para Scn' fields, like with the 'Angels of the Moon' and other weirdies. I think that my early this life time track and superlative training in both tech and policy must have made him consider me 'James Bond' material. He himself, gathering from his tales about him and his brother, their searches for gold, his treasures buried in Rhodesia last life time, his handling of Marcabians who, he said, still came around in UFO's to mine this planet for gold, etc. appeared to have had quite a background in these matters. ((LRH had a brother?????)) Yet, sometimes I thought he saw 'Martians'. For example on Madeira, he showed several people the mountain where a famous whole track SP was 'jailed' and still was, to all intents and purposes. But in later Ethics Orders he suddenly said that this character had escaped some centuries back and that he had traced him and that he was so and so (name given) at present. In Corfu he once indicated to me, what he said was an entire fleet of flying saucers, objects rising straight up and down in the air and also taking off in a horizontal direction at tremendous velocity. I couldn't say what they were but according to him they were scouts checking a civilization just beginning with interplanetary travel (earth).
These and other writings by various people from that time show a marked sense of
fantasy and boy were we living it.