Healings Done with Love, SRF style.

I don't think they are going to church.

I started thinking about the implications of the Spiritual Rights Foundation's failed lawsuit against us.

It's never an easy thing to be sued. Even by idiots. Actually, if you are being sued by idiots it's a lot scarier. Idiots can't be reasonable. Idiots don't understand the law. Idiots want things that make no sense and are impossible to deliver. Idiots can't be satisfied.

So as far as the Spiritual Rights Foundation goes, their lawsuit claiming defamation and accusing us of everything short of assassinating President Kennedy pretty much was all that.

It was crazy. And claimed things that made no sense. They claimed I did things I didn't do (and that was obvious to everyone but SRF). They misapplied the law to make a false claim - just like they've been misapplying the Bible all these years!

The lawsuit kept both Joy and I up at night for many a night. Some nights were spent preparing our defense (which would have been impossible without our brilliant attorney, Josh Koltun). Many nights were spent lying in bed staring at the ceiling swinging between anger and fear.

So, that's the personal effect of the lawsuit. Of course when they dismissed their suit, I was happy, sad and frightened all over again.

I was happy we beat them, of course. I was sad to find that others who would speak out were even MORE afraid of the wrath of the SRF Cult.

But the fear came in the form of the Spiritual Rights Foundation's habit of revenge and suppression of their opponents.

The original whistle blower, the previous wearer of the King of Evil crown endured SRF's campaign to discredit him and ruin him. At the direction of the Spiritual Rights Foundation leadership, ministers of SRF wrote letters claiming child abuse and molestation then sent them to his employer, a local elementary school district.

The claims were false, of course. Their intent was to create an air of suspicion around the whistle blower and compel his employer to fire him. That action would ruin the man's career - which the Spiritual Rights Foundation intended. I remember that. Several people said they wrote letters to "get him fired".

Their next target endured something less oppressive but every bit as false and scandalous. Steve Sanchez wrote a tell-all book honestly depicting life in the cult. SRF responded with a statement on their web site claiming Steve's writings were made in the throes of mental illness. It's still there (but you have to search for it. Google: Steve Sanchez SRF to find out).

Any member, no matter if they were man or woman, if they left quietly or in rancor found that the leadership depicted them as demons, malcontents, cretins, thieves or any other derogatory or degrading description could be concocted.

Some of that made it to the public (as I describe above).

I'm not too worried about that, though. After all, lately the Spiritual Rights Foundation has been losing members and their own credibility as quickly as water runs through a sieve. No one (at least no one with two brain cells huddling together for warmth, anyway) believes their claim of being a beneficial and nurturing organization who's selfless leaders are dedicated to the advancement of their brokerage accounts.

Uh, sorry that was supposed to be the advancement of your spiritual growth. My bad...

It's still a pain in the ass to have to explain your side of the story to complete strangers who ask about the things an obscure cult in Berkeley have to say about you, though. If those strangers care to read this blog, they might have the opportunity to make up their own minds. Those strangers who start to cry, complain and beat me over the head with Bill Duby's "Cosmic Acid" aren't exactly in their right mind in the first place. So forget about them.

Anyway, it's more along the lines of the physical level. I know at least one person currently affiliated with SRF owns several firearms. One SRF official has proclaimed on the air (on their radio show "Total Prosperity") that he was tempted several times to get in his car to deliver a "healing" to certain persons.

To give you an idea of what I'm feeling right now, I was reading about Susan Atkins, the dead Manson Girl. When asked if she thought killing actress Sharon Tate was wrong, Susan Atkins said "How could it be wrong if it's done with love?"

And people wonder why she was locked up so long.

Well our own experience with an SRF "healing" had to do with love as well - the kind of love you might have run into if you were in Sharon Tate's shoes.

I'm thinking if there is trouble on the horizon, we do have a lot of things going for us. First, we live in an area that is patrolled by two law enforcement agencies. Since some local yahoos dropped in uninvited a while back, the police stepped up patrols and have been more aggressive about stopping people who look like they don't belong in an upper-middle class neighborhood. A car load of SRF dorks looking like day laborers might fit the bill. And both the Campbell and San Jose police know who lives here and who doesn't.

And those dorks know I have mad skills with the net and electronic stuff because I have buck teeth, laugh like a constipated mule, wear coke bottle glasses and wear my pants too high. Other than that, I'm like every other stereotype those SRF bucketheads can imagine.

So, I think they know how well my house is "connected". The next video I post may have some guest stars from Berkeley. And they'll take their publicity shots wearing stripes, holding a number board in front of them. The profile shot will be done at no extra charge!

I'll get into the SRF version of healing later on. But for now, the house is well-lit, the streets well-patroled, and we remain vigilant.