Moving On Up a Little Higher

If you think you see Marty Rathbun described in the following quotes, you’re right.

LRH said, in “On Human Behavior” (1953)

“What we call the aberrative personality does the following things:

1. Everything bad that happened to the preclear was (a) ridiculous, (b) unimportant, c) deserved.

2. Everything the preclear and others did to the aberrative person was (a) very important, (b) very bad, c) irremediable.

3. Those things which the preclear could do (a) were without real value, (b) were done better by the aberrative personality or by others.”

You can see that this describes virtually every pronouncement Marty Rathbun makes regarding the Church and its executives and members. On a more intimate level, this is even the way he treats people who try to comment on his blog with a differing opinion.

Rathbun may talk a good game, but a direct look at him and what he does will show you that he himself is not at all capable of doing things better. In fact, he’s not capable of producing products at all. Marty Rathbun (and his guard dog Rinder) are only capable of criticizing and complaining about the production of others. They have no real products or stats.

We do not yet know how many lives have been ruined by the sex-trafficking nightmare that Tony Ortega and the Village Voice have been facilitating.

We do know that Ortega loudly ignored a petition of over 200,000 signatures delivered to his offices by honest people demanding that his publication cease it’s actions in facilitating prostitution and sex-trafficking via it’s cash-cow “Backpage” operation.

That hasn’t stopped him from falsely accusing others of human rights violations.

We also know that Ortega ignored my request to communicate openly about Marty Rathbun on this blog, instead of on the sly about “Rathbun and what he’s been up to,” as he put it.

Marty Rathbun relentlessly rants about fictitious “human rights” violations that remain invisible to all but a handful of conspiracy nuts, while ignoring his own complicity in supporting Ortega’s Backpage human-rights outrage.

Ever notice that you never hear Marty Rathbun tell the real story of why he blew? Oh sure, you’ll hear that he was disgruntled (to put it mildly) with “conditions in the Church.” Things became “unbearable” for Marty… untenable, unacceptable, blah, blah, blah. Yet despite his “ultra-high” position in the Church, he was unable to improve the imagined conditions he whines about to this day.

In fact you will hear from Rathbun (and his fellow apostates, to a man or woman) everything but the real reason they abandoned their codes of honor and blew. You will hear every complaint imaginable under the sun, except the one that will open the door to the handling of their miserable condition.

Commenters keep wondering why Marty Rathbun and friends never can seem to get any “training” or “auditing” services going. The day-to-day actions of this little group of apostates seems to be commiserating over their state and complaining about “the Church.” That’s their focus, that’s what they create, and none of them are moving at all in Scientology despite the charade they conduct about being “Scientologists” and paying lip-service to wanting to get case gain.

Each effort by Rathbun’s minions to set up a training “academy” has failed for lack of attendance. Try as they might to get something like this going (they need it to boost their false PR facade) they just can’t get other no-gain-cases to attend. It’s not just that it requires hard work and that the “friends” they draw to themselves have already proven themselves to be unwilling to do that. It’s that the “group” they are creating is composed of people who failed when they had the chance to get REAL tech, due to their own out-ethics actions.

Someone with clean hands actually getting gain is not going to run off (blow) and start broadcasting how “bad it all is over there.”

Termites gnaw away on wood. Mike Rinder gnaws away on people.

He slowly and covertly gnaws on people—specifically individuals with any capability or demonstration of competence in any field, as mundane as a hobby or routine and normal actions of day-to-day life. How else can he pull other individuals “down to his size” and control them? Simply put, and based on decades of experience, he is not capable of being honest or having any decent relationships. His family is a target for gnawing as we know Mike better than anyone else. And that, provenly, is not something Mike Rinder likes and he goes so far as to attempt to disparage his own family to the press with covert criticisms of us as self-determined individuals.

Mike’s brother, Andrew, became a target for intense gnawing as soon as he decided to do more, contribute more to helping others and take on more responsibility. Mike attempted to sabotage that, to covertly criticize and spread rumors. Mike’s objective: get his brother to fail by getting him into trouble without anyone being able to identify the cause and thus stop him. The truth did prevail. Mike’s brother accomplished his goals and is flourishing and prospering.

No one likes a termite, they are truly ugly pests.

It’s been said that a criminal is someone who has given up on himself.

In the quotes from Marty Rathbun below, one can see a person who gave up on his own ability to learn, to apply, to produce, and ultimately, to even be honest. We see someone who decided that his last and only resort was pretense, and a thoroughly dishonest and dishonorable campaign of protecting his own image and position while only pretending to produce products, all to the detriment of the group he was relied upon to serve.

In Marty Rathbun’s own words, we see a person who felt helplessly compelled to be destructive and suppressive, and who knew that “the more he tried, the more harm he did.” Rathbun has known for a long time that he is incapable of “producing a single product,” and to this day relies only on public relations spin and pretense to convince others of his “worth,” all the while dedicating himself to tearing the hearts out of any decent people he can reach.

This is the pitiful outline of a decaying soul as he chronicles the damage he perpetrated on Scientology and those decent staff members who were, unlike Rathbun, honestly working to help others.

It is clear that Marty Rathbun is incapable of operating as a true group member. He can only pretend to do so as long as he is part of a “group” that is dedicated to destructive purposes. In fact, any group that he pretends to be a part of tolerates him at their own peril. Rathbun is an individual so beset by his own demons, and so caught up in the downward spiral caused by his incessant, daily anti-social actions that there is no realistic hope for him. It’s easy to see why he gave up on himself.

Ultimately, it is only Rathbun’s own willingness to take responsibility – in truth he cannot blame anyone or anything else for his state – that might allow him to pry himself out from under the rock he has dumped on himself.

We may have to wait a very long time before that happens, the way he’s going.

In CS Series 22 Psychosis, LRH pointed out about people like Marty Rathbun:

“They are involved in warfare with conflicts around them which are invisible to others. One wonders how they can be so involved or get so involved in so much hostility.”

Honest observers readily see that they are dealing with a psychotic when they view Marty Rathbun.

But as you can see, even Marty Rathbun has known for a long time that he slipped into insanity, and isn’t capable of living without fighting a personal war against others. He’s admitted that he has no other reason to live.

Marty Rathbun’s descent into the abyss of insanity was by no means a sudden, over-the-edge plunge. Rather, his was a slow and inexorable slide into the depths of irreversible irrationality.

For years Rathbun managed to keep the madness hidden. Even when the verbal tirades metastasized into violence, the outward signs were subtle. For by then his cleverness had grown all but demonic and what he unleashed was kept isolated and behind closed doors.

But by winter of 2004, the year of his desertion from the Church, he could no longer keep his malady veiled. The cunning was gone, the rage unchecked, and so it was that a whole host of co-workers finally bore witness to what Rathbun had become. That was the evening when all of them shockingly saw, and then promptly stopped, his attempt to kill Mike Rinder with his bare hands.

It was the beginning of the end for both of them and would finally spawn another kind of madness altogether; for here were two former external affairs officers who had worked the same cases and walked the same beat. Now removed—and seemingly mortal enemies—they formed an unholy alliance.

Despite the occasional benign-sounding endorsement of other practices, telepathy with fish, or a once-yearly pattycake picnic, Marty Rathbun’s daily words and actions show vicious, destructive intent to even the most casual observer.

Rathbun’s obvious stock-in-trade is invalidation and nullification, and, with the help of other moribund souls like Mike Rinder, he works to spread as much invalidation as he possibly can at all times. He may try to make his criticisms noble-sounding or legitimate, but they each boil down to an effort to nullify and invalidate. It is what Rathbun does, and is the signature of his personality.

Even the untrained recognize such a personality as negative and destructive. No matter the ruses Rathbun uses to persuade others he’s doing “good work,” anyone can see that all his efforts are directed toward bringing things down.