The mood at the annual Scientology Christmas pageant was
only mildly festive.
“It’s the same thing every year. All the pre-Clear recruits aren’t sure how
seriously they’re supposed to take this.
Some think it’s some kind of a test to see if they still have lingering
allegiances to the Christian churches they left, so they don’t want to clap too
hard or look to excited. For others, as
long as the church is sponsoring the event, they can’t be enthusiastic enough,
which explains why we usually have enough red and green cookies to feed a galaxy
of Thetans. One guy told me he’s pretty
sure that when he is finally ‘clear’ and learns the complete church cosmogony it
will show that Santa Claus is God. Yeah,
I had to recommend him for some intense auditing.”
“So just what is the point of the Scientology Christmas pageant?”
“What do you think?
It’s a chance to embarrass our kids by making them wear silly costumes
and perform a few silly songs and dances.”
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