Bare-Faced Messiah (PDF) - Apologetics Index

Beverly Hills of Havana. We moved in and hired two Jamaican women to do something they
described as "Care de baby". They did, which was a great relief to me. I had been giving it bottles,
changing diapers, everything.
The young girl and her aged grandmother took care of the baby.
We were there almost a month. He stayed up most of the night with a bottle of rum, which was
empty in the morning, and he dictated the whole book, Science of Survival, onto little green discs
on a recording machine he had purloined from the Foundation in LA.
He began to get very nervous and said he was not feeling well. He said we had to move downtown,
so we broke out to leave (the landlord was very irritated). I was speaking halting Spanish, he
couldn't speak any, so we went downtown to the Packard Hotel on the park which faces across the
entrance of the harbour to the prison. You could see it out of the hotel window. Hubbard proceeded
to get to sick, I think it was an ulcer. He claimed it was the result of a pain-drug hypnosis by Sara
and Dr Winter. He ran engrams giving the commands and somatics and jabs and needle and so
forth. They did it way back but it caught up with him.
I think what really caught up with him was he felt he losing control of the organisation and his ulcer
came back. That's what it amounted to.
He sent a desperate telegram to Don Purcell in Wichita and Don sent a little plane with a pilot and
young woman to take care of de baby. They came and stayed overnight in the hotel, next morning I
handed the baby over to the woman, said goodbye to Ron and they flew off to Wichita.
I was to stay there and transcribe these little green discs because it was not safe to bring them
back to US because the communists would steal them. I was to send them to him in the mail. I
stayed in the hotel for another month doing this work. I was also instructed to deliver the little green
discs to the US Embassy to be kept safely so they wouldn't be stolen from me in the hotel. I had to
deliver them to Captain Remick of the US Embassy who had listened to Hubbard's tale of
conspiracy and Communists. Remick was very sceptical but Hubbard appealed to him as one
officer to another and it worked. All he had to do was accept his stuff. I had to walk over to the US
Embassy every couple of days, take my papers and get more discs.
Havana in those days was the fun capital of the western hemisphere - its atmosphere was very
hedonistic. I finished my work, sent everything in the mail and then I got on a plane and went to
Wichita where I met Sue. I was there a month. Don Purcell fired me, as by that time Hubbard felt he
didn't need me any more and he allowed Purcell to fire me. I went back to LA and then, when
Hubbard had his big blow up with Purcell, he moved to Phoenix - he called me and hired me again.
So I went and was with him in his house in Phoenix in '53, with Mary Sue, and did some more work
for him. Finally I began to be more and more sceptical of the whole thing. The claims were
constantly mounting but the performance was always deficient. The answer to this deficiency was
that we didn't have that step exactly right but now we have the new step and it's going to be right.
This was the constant pyramiding of claims which was the device. Now there's a very infinite series
of steps, so there is no way to escape.
I was an odd combination of someone who wanted to find the true answer to everything, but I didn't
like the contradictions, failure of things to prove out, So I became somewhat critical and Hubbard
called me and said, "I miss you. Why don't you come back". I expressed scepticism and he said,
"Who's gotten to you Dick?" That was typical, there was no such thing as just being unconvinced.
That would have been late '53.