The Reverend Bill Duby Triple Play

So, I won't use any worn-out baseball terms like
"play ball", "batter up"  and "our national pastime"
and just say, "It's a hot chick in a Phillies jersey."
What you want to say about the hot dog is up to you.

We all know how Bill Duby would insert himself into your personal relationships.  We've all seen how he created marriages and pseudo-romantic relationships between random men and women - like the thing the bastard did to me and his unfortunate mind-controlled female victim. 

We have also seen how Bill would so freely employ racial epithets (explaining he is lighting up family programming pictures so as to provide his own secret brand of spiritual healing) you'd have to wonder if he was doing it for his own enjoyment and perverse entertainment.  Actually, I guess it really was for his own enjoyment and perverse entertainment.

Bill's use of racial stereotypes and epithets that would have got him stabbed if used on the street were accepted with gusto and laughter in the mind-controlled environment of his Spiritual Rights Foundation.  After all, as the wretched followers were under mind control and the constant threat of an immediate spiritual and subsequent physical death if any of his "healing secrets" were revealed.

So, what if Bill's evil trilogy of mind control, relationship interference and racism were combined in one single episode?

Below is an excerpt from Steve Sanchez's book Spiritual Perversion.  Believe it or not, Bill Duby was able to show his offensive side, his controlling nature and his devious behavior all in fell swoop:

One day in the afternoon *****, *****, *****, and I were in the center room with a few others where ***** was leading a psychic cleanout after an afternoon reading. Rev. Bill came in and started joking around and teasing everyone as he so often did.

***** and ***** had recently gotten married. Rev. Bill had counseled them for countless hours on how to deal with each other as he did with all couples. Not long after marrying, ***** began to have her first complaints about *****. She was an attractive black woman. ***** was a very soft spoken, mild mannered and good looking man of German descent.

Rev. Bill said to *****’s face, “You know, don’t you, *****, that I put you together with this man. When Robin said she liked ***** and he fit her fantasy of a guy she would like to run off to Europe with - that was it for me! I wasn’t going to let her hear the end of it. I talked about it so much I knew she would be too inhibited to do anything. But I knew I had to get that guy married off and you were the best candidate. I arranged the whole thing. That’s the kind of guy I am.”

Bill watched her face as she took this in and chuckled to himself with a confident, amused gleam in his eye. I had heard him say this before, but not to her face. I watched ***** to see her reaction. She was a very sweet woman in many ways. She had been in the hospital a lot and recovered from Myasthenia Gravis while in the teaching. She was one of Rev. Ang’s favorites. At times she could be very defensive, angry, and confrontational. She turned red, and then after some hesitation laughed it off. I was infuriated for her.

I thought, what a horrible thing to say, and what a horrible thing to do, to mess with her life like that for his personal interests. Meanwhile, with supreme confidence, Rev. Bill kept talking to ***** and *****. “*****, *****’s been telling the women that you are not doing it for her in bed. Has anyone told you about this?”

***** laughed shyly, “I heard a little.”

Bill replied, “This is a hot woman you got on your hands, a hot black woman at that. She can handle a lot of fuckin’! Listen - let me give you a picture of how to do this.” Then he “joked,” saying, “You string her up in a barn and fuck her brains out like she is your nigger slave and you are her master.”

Having no idea what else to do ***** laughed awkwardly. He assumed Rev. Bill was just lighting up his pictures so they could be de-energized.

So here's what happened: this guy turned up the heat.  Soon after, Bill put this couple's personal intimate life on display for all.  Stomach-turning descriptions of Bill's perverted spiritual insight on a portion of his follower's life he had no right to intrude or invitation to discuss.  In any event, even if invited, Bill should have bound himself to the well-established practice of cleric confidentiality.

As this couple's marriage progressed, we were all privy to all their ups and downs.  The "triumphs" of their marriage were, without exception, attributed to the divine (did I say "divine"?  I meant to say "depraved") intervention of Bill Duby.  Their normal and reconcilable downs of their marriage were presented as a spiritual failure to accept the healing hands of Duby and most often, the husband condemned as the culprit sabotaging Bill's idiotic and destructive work.

As we watched their marriage, we greeted the birth of their first child with cheers.  However, only a short time later we learned there was a second child on the way.  The first child was only a few months old.  Instead of providing compassionate support for the couple while acknowledging telling the husband to keep doing the horizontal hula as often as possible, Bill Duby and his Witches of Ellsworth Street created an air of scandal, rebellion and foul behavior around this pregnancy.

While excoriating the husband in one of Bill's infamous all-night healing sessions where he not only vented his considerable anger with personal insults, degradation and threats of loss of all things dear to you, he denied telling the husband to start acting like had all of Tiger Woods' women in one bedroom.  Bill began to rant and rave about "responsibility".  He pontificated until dawn about the need for responsibility to all present with such force, one of his most mind-controlled and addled sycophants created posters made with the image of the Statue of Liberty and a slogan about responsibility.

After being waterboarded, the wretched husband was turned over to the Witches of Ellsworth's Kangaroo Kourt for sentencing and summary conviction.  For him, he was thrown out of his home and forced into an old recreational vehicle some distance away from his family.  His exile lasted for months and months during which time he engaged in reform through labor at the Witches' penal colony "The Blue Sky Ranch" in Bethel Island.  As I recall, he was only allowed back home after the birth of their second child.

Now from the husband's perspective, they did discuss having a second child sooner rather than later.  I'll grant you  the second pregnancy may have happened a bit too early for some but I know couples who did plan their families with similar timing.  Maybe the pregnancy carried risks due to the wife MG - but she did experience an incident-free first pregnancy and was not exhibiting symptoms of MG.  Besides, wasn't she the one who was pressing for a good deal more frequency and performance in the married person area?  Maybe a brief word like: "I picked up some great things at the drugstore for us." might have been more helpful and productive.  Even the kind of discussion a married couple can have about their relationship and sexuality would have been far more useful than risking an unplanned pregnancy and drawing the wrath of persons like Bill Duby and the Witches of Ellsworth Street who have no vested interest nor any moral, legal or any other right to dictate a couple's conduct in the intimate or other area - much less impose penalties and punishments to a spouse who may have caused offense only within his or her own marriage.

Taking in the whole picture, using a balanced, well-informed and truly objective, NEUTRAL position is completely unknown at the Spiritual Rights Foundation.  Such a fair and balance view would not advance their cause of domination and control through intimidation and would allow the possibility the followers would employ unwanted and unnecessary humanity and compassion for their fellow man.

So if you've got the yen to join up, go right ahead.  What you see above is my own observation.  Yours may differ.  In fact, it will be different - until you find yourself facing the Witches after you have offended their tender sensibilities.  In what way you've caused offense will be up to the Witches and it changes depending on the phase of the moon, so I won't be able to predict what that might be nor can I predict their prescribed retribution and penalties.

However, I can predict you'll face the Witches' Kangaroo Kourt while you are imprisoned at the Spiritual Rights Foundation as we all have.  You won't have the need for legal counsel as you won't have any rights to protect.  Come to think of it, once you are dragged in front of the Kangaroo Kourt, you won't have anything left to protect at all.

Especially your family.