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From: Gregg 
Subject: Toronto Picket Report March 11 2000:  Part One- "Rambo Ramsay "
Date: 12 Mar 2000 00:00:00 GMT
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Toronto Picket Report, March 11 2000: 

Part One- "Rambo Ramsay " 


Picketers:

10am to 1pm - Artemis, //\ndroidCat, Gregg Hagglund and
exScns Mike Argue and Dave Palter.
2pm to 5pm -//\ndroidCat, DeepWog, Gregg Hagglund, 
exScns Dave Palter and Nan Maclean.

Weather: Wet cold. Kinda chilly

Flyer Count: 550+

Incidents:
Pre-Picket: 
Police Called: Ramsay cautioned by Police about possible Criminal
Harassment of Hagglund Clan.

During Picket:
Hired Duty Officer issues two cautions:
1. Mike Argue cautioned that saying "F---er" very loudly could get him
a ticket for disturbing the peace.
2. Dave Palter cautioned about 'unwanted spontaneous hugging' of a Co$
public.
Hired Duty Officer opines Court Order needed to halt Co$ new
aggressive 'Picket Chicken' efforts.

***
Toronto Picket Report, 
March 11 2000: 

Pre picket Report:

I arrived at my usual Isabella St. Parking Lot east of the Toronto Org
at about 9:15 am. I had speed-dialed 52 Division public phone on my
Cel phone as I approached the lot as it is my habit to remind the Foot
Patrol Duty Sergeant we will be picketing. 
        So there I am, phone in hand, pulling into my usual spot in
this virtually deserted lot, and who should be waiting for me, but the
Repugnant Mr. Ramsay.
        Ring
        Rambo Ramsay, dressed in a dark parka with the hood
up, is staring at me thru' my front window. He is standing about 15
feet in front of my car, beyond the knee high  parking lot edge
fencing. He is in a public parkette at a bench. 
        Ring
        He has a stare on him that sends chills up my spine. 
        Piercing eyes. 
        I become afraid.
        Ring

        -------Seem odd? Me being intimidated by Ramsay this way?
Especially since many of you know I have picketed for three years and
faced many a baleful TR Stare? 
        Perhaps. 
        However only a few days before I had received a vile and
emotionally damaging letter from Mr. Ramsay.Part of the letter was a
boast about how he had usurped and appropriated my Intellectual
Property. His banter reeked of self importance and power. Like I was
helpless, in his view, before his strength. Reminiscent of the Rev.
Bagley power tripping epistle of years back. Most of the Ramsays
letter contained a rambling rant full of fractured and fancied facts,
half truths, irrational assumptions & defaming accusations.  
        To me they appeared to come from a madman. 
        Juxtapose that with the letter Ramsay had lately sent to Ron
Sharp (AndroidCat) where in he had stated his personal 'power fantasy'
about forcing me to do an eight hour 'Apology' Picket under his
control and direction.... 
        Then juxtapose that with Ramsays openly reckless emotional
harassment inflicted on my parents, (whom he *had to know were old and
frail*) , by sending them a copy of the successful intimidating letter
he had sent my brother....

        And now here he is waiting for me.

        A possible lunatic fanatic with apparent self delusions of
grandeur, charged with 'destroying utterly' an Enemy  so as to protect
the maundering of another madman who had proposed SPs and others,
would be 'disposed of quietly and without sorrow'.

        Scant witnesses around on a cold morning and in an area where
there had been two murders in the last 10 days.
        Ring
        What did he want? What was he capable of? What was his state
of mind? What may  he have concealed in those large parka pockets?
        Ring
        If I saw that look on a motorists face when I worked Canada
Customs so long, long ago, what would I have done?
        Hit the alarm, that's what.

        52 Division answered the phone. I briefly introduce myself,
the days plans and detail my current situation with Ramsay and my
desire to avoid a violent confrontation.
        Ramsay starts to pace back and forth opposite me.
        He looks away and then looks back at me, visibly impatient.
 I have not exited the car. I put a smile on my face and pretend a
relaxed air as I converse with the Desk Officer. I describe Ramsay and
what he is doing. Also my physical location, car plate, make and
colour. Should I back away and leave, I ask? No, I am advised. Unwise.
Stay in the car, look relaxed and stay on the phone. A patrol car is
being sent. 
        Ramsay is becoming more agitated. 
        Its cold. He wants to do whatever he has planned and why don't
I get off the phone and out of the damn car?..
        Then my cel beeps twice and dies. 
        
         I haven't even turned off the car yet, I realise. With the
engine still running, I 'stay on the phone' while I fumble about for
the car phone charger. My hand finds the charger and  plugs it in the
jack. Dial tone. I thumb my speed dial code for home. Jennifer
answers. I tell her what is going on and that the police are coming.
She becomes upset and I try to reassure her (and myself) nothing is
likely to happen. 
        A minute or two pass while we talk.

        Ramsay is back to staring hard  at me. I pretend to ignore
him. Mime a laugh, smile etc. 

        A few minutes more pass.
        No cops.

        Ramsay is back to pacing and now smoking. He is smoking in
that short tight manner that every smoker ( and ex smoker) is familiar
with. The 'I am pissed off ' drag. He throws me a glare as he turns
about at  each end of his circuit.

        I suggest to Jen that I'll hang up and call 52 again. No way
she says. Jen wants me to give her the number and she'll call 52 on
our unlisted phone. I do and she does. Just as she finishes re
explaining the situation to 52 Division- two squad cars come up
Isabella and park near my position. Two Officers, a man and a woman
come to speak with me. I stay in the car.
        Jen stays on the phone to listen as I converse with the
Police.
        Relieved, I explain the situation at length. The Officers
agree, given my information is correct, Mr. Ramsay should be advised
of the criteria of Criminal Harassment. 
        Ron Sharp arrives and hears the end of my conversation with
the Officers. They go to speak to Ramsay.
        I assure Jen that all is well now and we say goodbye.
        I finally turn off and get out of the car . Ron  and I wait
while the Officers talk with Ramsay. Ramsay is calm and quiet. He
gives them no flack. 
        It's getting close to 9:45. I suggest Ron head over to the
Coffee shop where the others should be waiting and inform them of what
is going on.
        The Officers come back to me and advise they have down all
they can. We briefly discuss what my next legal option could be.
        I thank them and they go back to their cruisers. Ramsay stays
in the parkette and sits on the bench. He is 'hard' smoking again. The
officers stay to watch him while I cross the parking lot to the north,
away from Rambo Ramsay and head for the Second Cup.

        Once I join those waiting I explain all the details.
Strengthened by my companions words of support and sympathy my
confidence comes rushing back.
        Now back to the cars, as a group, for our gear and on to the
Picket.

        It's going to be an odd, uncivilised day.

***
Stay tuned for 
Toronto Picket Report March 11 2000: 
Part Two-  " FelskeTried Picket Chicken" 

Best,

Gregg Hagglund SP5


From: Gregg 
Subject: Toronto Picket Report March 11 2000:  Part Two- "Felske Tried
Picket Chicken"
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Toronto Picket Report, March 11 2000: 

Part Two- "Felske Tried Picket Chicken"


Picketers:

10am to 1pm - Artemis, //\ndroidCat, Gregg Hagglund and
exScns Mike Argue and Dave Palter.
2pm to 5pm -//\ndroidCat, DeepWog, Gregg Hagglund, 
exScns Dave Palter and Nan Maclean.

Weather: Wet cold. Kind of chilly

Flyer Count: 550+

Incidents:
Pre-Picket: 
Police Called: Ramsay cautioned by Police about possible Criminal
Harassment of Hagglund Clan.
{See: Toronto Picket Report March 11 2000:  Part One- "Rambo Ramsay" }

During Picket:
Hired Duty Officer issues two cautions:
1. Mike Argue cautioned that saying "F---er" very loudly could get him
a ticket for disturbing the peace.
2. Dave Palter cautioned about 'unwanted spontaneous hugging' of a Co$
public.
Hired Duty Officer opines Court Order needed to halt Co$ new
aggressive 'Picket Chicken' efforts.

SPECIAL NOTE:
Once again the Org is still forced to pay for a Duty Cop while we
picket.
***
Toronto Picket Report, 
March 11 2000: 

"Felske Tried Picket Chicken"


        New DSA Pat Felske put in no appearance at the first picket of
the fourth year of peaceful street demos in Toronto against the Co$
Administration . Instead she stayed inside and sent her *storm
troopers* out to 'handle' the picketers and myself in particular.

        The 'new' tactic is to swarm me with no less than two,
sometimes up to four goons, goonettes and goon wannabes. And they
yammer and yammer personal questions, slurs, attacks and  &
innuendoes. Mostly they were loud,  continuously and deliberately
provocative. This would  continue for 5 or ten minutes and then they
would take a break for a few minutes before coming back at me again.
Moving around gave me no break from this, they would hound my heels or
jump in front of me and block my way. When I stopped they would crowd
around me thisclose.
        Sound familiar?
        Yes!
        Classic 'Picket Chicken'.
        Only I won't play.

        They were hoping to find and push a button or cause me to
physically react.They were crowding me and yelling in my face
incessantly. Many of the things they said were personal, disgusting
and they displayed moral bankruptcy in uttering demeaning and defaming
things they knew to be untrue in an effort to incite me into
precipitous action. I won't easily be provoked that way, if at all. 
        Two of my erstwhile tormentors were a bit drunk and kept
calling me 'Larry'. These guys reeked of booze and Scope. Sick minded
pair of goons too..
        They were so self degrading that at one point Dave Palter, who
knew them form his days in the TO Org, threw a hug around one of them
and asked him "Do you hear yourself?"or something like that. Of course
unwanted hugging is a no-no. The drunk shouted at Dave not to touch
him and ran for the Cop. Dave was embarrassed. He knew it was a
mistake. However, the Officer was very fair and given the publicly
intoxicated state of the ORg Goon, let Dave off with a warning.

        At one point the two drunks were badgering me as I walked and
I started to ask questions back, but a little louder. So they got
louder. And I got louder, And they got louder. Then I stopped beside
the door to the Centre where they were hopelessly trying to sell their
pseudo-scientific crap to a few "shoppers" who went in for laughs.
There were also a lot of lower than OT3 staff in there too.
        Well of course all the noise these guys were creating just
made things impossible for Mario who runs the suckers school.
        Mario sends out one of his fellow Flunkies to get the Cop to
move me away. But the Cop refuses. Apparently he told them that if
they were to stop yelling in my face, or leave me alone he was
confident I would not be a problem. Besides the people blocking the
door to the Centre were Scientologists right? So the flunky comes back
and tries to get the two drunks to shut up and come inside. But they
are too sloshed to hear him. Finally Mario comes out and manages to
get them to shut up and come inside.
        Then I pull out a copy of OT3 and offer to show part of it in
Hubbards original handwriting to a pretty young  french accented
Body router. SHe stuck out her tongue at me and ran inside the Centre.
        So I start to read OT3 out loud.
        While I am doing so I hear Mario, inside the Centre yelling at
someone to go outside and stop me. So the two drunks, looking confused
come out and start loudly yammering at me again. Once I finish reading
OT3, I stopped talking and these two drunks just keep loudly shouting
questions and accusations at me. Which of course just continues to
make things impossible for Mario. Even tho' the 'shoppers' weren't
buying, Mario and co. couldn't even try to pitch them successfully.
        So out comes Mario to drag the inebriated pair back inside.

        Such was the day
        
        Of course this situation was most uncivilised and highly
incitingly. The public peace was certainly in jeopardy of being
breached were those of us being so aggressively badgered to respond to
some of the 'fighting words' being uttered by the OSA goons. The Co$
were certainly interfering with my Right of Free Speech by drowning me
out with sound, verbally assaulting me, and hampering my movements.

        Here is a partial list of the topics they touched on in an
effort to provoke me:
        My brother.
        My parents.
        My son.
        My wife.
        My daughter.
        My old business venture Mr. Gameways
        My existing business.
        The death of a very close family friend and business partner.
        My use of 'psyche' drugs.
        The abuse of children.
        My sexual orientation.
        My religious beliefs.

        You can imagine what they had to say or imply, which they
intended to get a reaction from me.

        Frankly it was nauseating to see these six or eight men and
women degrading themselves so badly and publicly.
        More than one passerby shouted at them to leave me alone.
 
        Obviously they were  trying to make me the issue of the
picket. However, as usual, the OSA tactic backfired. They only
succeeded in making themselves look like an angry crowd of hooligans
And they forgot *I am not alone*. The other picketers did a bang up
job of flyering and communications with a very sparse population of
passersby. ( It was a bit damp and chilly. )

        Most amusing moments in my day came from Dirty Dan. Once more
he threatened to sue me if I out his picture up on the Internet
without his permission. What a maroon! OSA Goon Craig Brown has my
picture up on the CO$ controlled defamation site www.parishioners.org.
I told Dan to get a clue.
        Then Dan tries to ask me "seriously what would it take to get
you to stop picketing?" We'll stop digging into your life and
harassing your family if you'll stop picketing". "I am looking for a 
solution."
        I told him, for starters, I wanted a written retraction and
apology from Scientology for all the defaming things they had
communicated about me and my fellow picketers. And that would just get
me to the table. Mike Argue pointed out that Dirty Dan was just an
offlines public 'nothing' with no authority to negotiate or even offer
anything. I found that amusing and Dirty Dan responded by threatening
to call my father and harass him. (Dan knows my father is old and
ill.)
        The day was the most disgusting display of contempt for Free
Speech I had ever seen from the Toronto Org.

        New DSA Pat Felske should be ashamed.

        Where was she? 
        As DSA and PR she should have been out there reigning in her
street thugs, instead of ordering their ill conduct or at least
condoning it with her absence.

        Of course Pat has a history of looking the other way, IIRC.
        Was she not one of the Co$ staffers who *knew* the grossly
defaming allegations made by the Co$ against Casey Hill were untrue?
        Did she not keep silent until her signature was found on a Co$
document which acknowledged Casey Hills proper conduct? A document
signed *prior* to the allegations the Co$ made?
        Did Pat Felske take a moral and ethical vacation then as well
as she did on March 11, 2000?
        Has she ever explained her conduct then?
        Will she do so now?

        We'll be back on April 15th.
        I'll bring a thick skin.
        They'll bring empty hearts.
                             

Gregg Hagglund SP5

Toronto Picket Reports now at:
 

"It's interesting that Scientologists cannot seem to differentiate
between:
          ----individuals:
 picketing an organization to voice their opinion on its behavior,
 and 
          -----an organization:
picketing individuals for voicing their opinion."
                          -M.C.Pietra



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