And during the war – during the war, I had some very interesting experiences on the subject of the mind. I was on one ship that had about seven hundred men on it, and we were getting two people a week going mad. Two people a week went mad on that ship. That’s an awful lot of people going mad. But in view of the fact that we had no replacements, they were simply left on duty for the most part.
We particularly contested taking off duty one chap who had had the bad taste to want shore leave in the middle of the Pacific Ocean and had come up to request it of the executive officer, and had found the executive officer in a shower. The executive officer was not well liked on this ship. And the executive officer, from the lather and spray of his shower, said something coarse and uncouth to this fellow. And this fellow whipped out a knife, dived into the shower, chased the executive officer out, and we had the wonderful view of the executive officer running round and round the deck with this madman behind him brandishing a knife. I remember stepping out of my cabin with the gunnery officer where we’d been playing cards or chess or something, and watching this pair go by on their first round.
And the gunnery officer said, “Here,” he says, “I’ve got a – I’ve got a gun. Let’s stop this.”
And I said – I said, “Why?”
About that time, why, two masters-at-arms entered the parade and it became very, very amusing. So we watched it go by. There hadn’t been any amusement for a very long time and we – Finally we got tired of it and the gunnery officer and I checked the madman by putting out a foot, and the crew wouldn’t speak to us for a week. But this fellow had to stay on duty.
The medical doctor of that ship and I had the same cabin. And I’d been studying the mind for quite a while, and the men in the crew would come up to get bandaged up or something like that at all hours of the day or night. When the medical officer was out, they would get me, you see. And I’d process them one way or the other. And when he was there, why, he’d give them pills and sew them up. So they had a good time of it.
And I had an awful lot of subjects matter to study. The medical officer turned it all over to me. He was kind of bored with it all anyway. He was on the verge himself. And at the end of the war I had the misfortune of standing in the wrong place. It’s always your fault, you know; you’re standing in the wrong place at the wrong moment and something else arrives and tries to occupy the same space. This is always embarrassing.
But the end of the war I spent about a year in the hospital recuperating from an accumulation of too much wartime Scotch and overdoses of lead and things like that, you know. Oddly enough, they gave me a psychiatric examination as they gave all veterans and found out… By the way, that scared me to death – scared me to death. I went in, took the psychiatric examination, and when he finished up – he was very pleasant – he started writing. And when he finished writing two pages worth – very interesting – he finished writing two pages worth. . You generally took your own records back to the ward. And I was watching this, you know, saying, “Well, have I – have I gone nuts after all?”
And he took these two pages worth and put them in my folder, and I said very smartly and happily – the way you get; you get to be an awful 1.11 after you’ve been around the armed services for a while – and I said, “Well, I’m going right back to my ward.
I’ll take the folder back.” He said, “Oh no, it will be taken back by a messenger.”
I didn’t sleep much that night. Next morning after breakfast I said to myself, “Hubbard, think.” So I thought for a while and all of a sudden realized that I had better cook up a toothache and get a dental appointment and have all of my records be given to me so I could take them over to the dental clinic. So they gave me all the records and I tucked them under my arm and I went out to the dental clinic – toward that direction. There was a nice little evergreen sitting outside the door. And it was out of public view, and as soon as I got near that evergreen, I just ducked, see, real quick and opened the records, you know. Oh, here it is, see. And this almost indecipherable scrawl goes on for two long, arduous pages. And I waded through these terrific technical terms, you know. I read it all very carefully and got to the last paragraph, and it said… Oh, there were words in it that long, and the page – and the page was only that wide. And I got to the end and it said, “In short, this officer has no neurotic or psychotic tendencies of any kind whatsoever.”
So I sat down weakly on a bench and said, “Well, I have evidently survived it, you know.”
And I was feeling very, very good, when at that moment a marine walked up to me, took me by the arm, and he says, “You have a dental appointment and I have been sent to find you.” So they took me down and filled a tooth. Well, that’s what you pay for curiosity.
But during that last year, I studied at the Oak Knoll Naval Hospital library. And I found out by the simple expedient of taking off one collar ornament I became an MD, you see – very simple. And they don’t let anybody in a medical library except doctors, you see, of the MD class. But by stepping up to the desk with only one collar ornament, you see, on the Left side – and for a couple of bucks having a marine on crutches come by and say, “Good morning, Doctor” – I was able to get in a year’s study at the medical library.
I studied the endocrine system and studied this and studied that and dreamed up a few experiments of one kind or another. I wrecked a whole research project, by the way. There was a doctor with the improbable name of Yankewitz, and Yankewitz was conducting a series of studies on prisoners of war who were being released by that time from German camps and from Japanese camps that had been overrun. And this Yankewitz was trying to fix them up with testosterone and other endocrine compounds. Well, I had all of his records available to me, because he and I were – we played dominoes and things together evenings. And all of his records were available and he was keeping very, very sharp metabolism tests and other things to show the results of endocrine fluids and extracts on prisoners, you see.
Well, it’s very simple. All I had to do was get the name of one of his series, take him out in the park, sit down and do some psychoanalysis and the beginnings of Dianetics and Scientology on him, pull the second dynamic apart and put it back together again, see, and then have him go in and take his metabolism test, you see – Yankewitz said to me one day, he says, “Good heavens!” he said, “Something has gone wrong with these records.” He said, “The cases just aren’t turning out right; some of these fellows are getting well.”
Well, I found out by those experiences that function monitors structure, that thought monitors matter and that matter does not monitor thought. Because those people who were given injections and treatment in the absence of psychotherapy didn’t recover; they went the same level. Was an interesting condemnation of the therapy; But those people that I had caught behind a tree or on a park bench and had slipped a few yards of Freud to – and a little bit of the beginnings of Dianetics and Scientology – would all of a sudden go up scale, you see.
In other words, by treating thought and thinkingness, I found out that I could monitor the experiences and the condition of the person, but I found out similarly that the drugs did not. And that is a very significant series of experiments, which are unfortunately not totally available to us, but are probably still on file in a folder with a great big question mark on it in the Navy Department in Washington, DC – because it was a failed project as far as Yankewitz was concerned.
Now, if – this was the first – the first broad test of it all. Thought was boss. Thought was king. Thought could change structure, but matter could not really change matter – but thought could change matter. Isn’t this fascinating? You could vary somebody’s weight by changing his thinkingness. If you could do that, then, what did we study? Did we study more structure to make man well, change his behavior pattern, follow it through? Did we go on studying the brain? No, No, never. Never. It would only be thought.
Well, a short time afterwards, the government decided to give me all of my back pay. And they’d been holding my back pay from me. I’d been on combat duty for a couple of years without being promotable. Every once in a while I’d receive a set of orders and it’d say, “Go to the front lines,” or the equivalent thereof you know, and I would say to the medical doctor, I’d say, “All right.” And I’d say to the personnel officer, I’d say, “I’ll go, but where’s my other stripe? You’re sending me to a job that requires an awful lot of gold lace, and if you inspect this carefully with a microscope you’ll find there isn’t very much on my sleeve.
And it isn’t the rank I worry about, but I’ve blown the fortune, you know, and that extra hundred or two dollars a month would come in handy.” And they would say to me, the equivalent of “Orders is orders, Hubbard. I know you’re not in fit condition to pass an examination for further advance in rank, but nobody said you weren’t in a fit condition to go out and fight for your country.”
So I went out and fought for the country. Got bored after a while with that, too. But all of a sudden at the end of the war they decided to change their mind. By that time I was out of the service, so that, of course, was the time to be very helpful and promote a fellow’s morale so that he would serve his country because he was no longer in the armed services. See how this works out? So they gave me a nice big thick sheaf of treasury checks. Well, in addition to that, I hadn’t had it too bad; I’d sold a movie – Dive Bomber – you may have seen the thing. Wallace Beery, so forth, way back. And I’d sold it right at the beginning of the war and I’d opened up a safe deposit box and I’d never told any of my relatives about it and I’d popped ten thousand dollars in one thousand dollar bills into it and closed the lock tight.
So when I got out of the war I didn’t take that for finance. I must confess to you that this subject “study of finance and advance” was not really by the sweat of the brow. I took that and bought a yacht and went down for a cruise in the West Indies when the war was over. But when that was gone I realized I had to have some money. So I collected my treasury checks and that was what financed the first of the research from which we benefit now. It’s very funny but that was what financed it.
I went right down in the middle of Hollywood, I rented an office, got ahold of a nurse, wrapped a towel around my head and became a swami. And I said – oddly enough, I gave nobody my name, I didn’t say what I was doing, and by 1947, I had achieved clearing.
I worked like mad. And in Los Angeles occasionally, the local operation there will once in a while, occasionally, receive a call saying, “You know, I’ve seen a picture of Dr. Hubbard, and there was somebody who looked quite like him that operated over in Hollywood years ago and that did something or other with me and I have been quite well and happy ever since. Is it the same man?” And, of course, they have orders to say no. They’d spoil the whole series.
Those people were never told anything, and yet some of them were Clears.
Now, those were the first Clears. And they were left there without further education or anything of the sort to act as a progressive series.
My office in Washington got turned upside down just a few weeks ago when I suddenly found out that the name and address of one of them had been lost. And there must have been something psychic about it all, because at the end of the week this person wrote in to me, not having written me for some years. Told me that they were fine, living a very successful life, everything was going along beautifully, gave me a full report on the case and so forth. And even my office started to look at me peculiarly.
But these people serve as the long series of cases, and they are not tampered with in any way; They were cleared; they’ve stayed that way – those that I’m still in contact with. Some of them have been lost in the shuffle.
One of them was a psychiatrist. When Dianetics was first published in the United States, this chap said, “You know, a fellow processed me to a state called Clear some years ago, so it must be a very ordinary thing. He was down in Hollywood at the time. Of course, I’ve never done any psychiatry as such since, but I don’t see what everybody’s so excited about. This fellow Hubbard undoubtedly learned from this fellow in Hollywood.” He was so right. Well, coming on up the track – coming on up the track, looking it over. Wrote a book finally in 1950 in the United States and put it out and the next thing you know it was a bestseller and it rode at the top of the list in the New York Times and everything was going along fine and it was a total boom and it was a tremendous success and it was sweeping]y, catastrophically successful – and I found out I had no administration, practically no organization, I had nothing. And the world fell in on our heads in the United States and we’d had it.
Dianetics became very well known overnight. Very well known. A lot of people pitched in and started helping. And from that time on up to now, these wonderful people have continued to help, and it’s stopped being a sort of an “only one” deal. There are lots of names in the hat now and a lot of people in the game. Makes one feel rather good, because they’re very good people. And what’s happened, simply, is there was a hole in man’s knowledge, you see. And somebody moved into the vacuum, you might say. But there were a lot of other people who became aware of the fact that there was a hole in man’s knowledge, too, and who saw that the vacuum was being partially filled and who pitched in and gave it a great big hand in finishing it up.2
claims of research
Male voice: I’ve heard a lot of fabulous stories about the book “Excalibur.” Could you tell us a little about that?
It still – it still exists. I got a carbon copy of it. The original’s been stolen.
Male voice: Will you ever put it in print, Ron?
The original… No. The original was stolen by the Russians a long time ago. They offered me a hundred thousand dollars to go to Russia and work exclusively in Russia – all laboratory facilities – and actually offered me any facility and pay and equipment that Pavlov had ever had and they almost had me on the boat, you know? That was back with Amtorg [Amerikanskaya Torgovlya – A Russian – American trading company]. And a few years later, why, my apartment was raided, doors smashed in and so forth, and the only thing missing in the whole place – papers were all thrown about and so forth – and the only thing missing (there were very many valuables there) and the only thing missing was the original copy of the book “Excalibur.” Still gone. I do have a carbon of it, however. I didn’t know I had the carbon. The carbon is the first writing. The book that was stolen had been rewritten somewhat. That answer it?
Male voice: Well, I was wondering if it would be something that you might ever put in print or…
Male voice: Was it dangerous to read, I mean, the subject.
Male voice: How about Scientology?
No. Scientology offers some hope. “Excalibur” simply was nothing on worlds, Earth – without any understanding at all on the subject of why. Or it simply said exactly what he was looking at and it evidently produced the mechanism, making him confront immediately and intimately all of the brain mechanisms. And, “Excalibur” is actually devoted to brain mechanisms as well as many of the principles which led to the research line. But it described brain mechanisms, and so forth, and guys read those things and they actually were sitting there just looking at them and they go up the spout.
Now, in Scientology you ask a man to confront why, you ask him to confront thinkingness, you ask him to confront reason and supposition. You don’t give him the hard rock-bound object, you know? And he gets along all right. You can write too brutally on the subject evidently.
Scientology – I’ve never known anybody to do anything with Dianetics and Scientology or any book thereof, but after reading in one, to feel better, even though they were sometimes worried, or something of the sort. And I have had instances of people just reading the first article and stepping out of a hospital bed, and so forth.
So this is not true of “Excalibur” and “Excalibur” comes under the heading of a dangerous weapon.
Male voice: Would it still be dangerous for a Scientologist to read it?
Oh no, no. Matter of fact from that aspect I wouldn’t publish it for another reason and that is that a modern Scientologist would laugh at it. It’s the only book, too, by the way, that contains any nomenclature straight off my case. Many of the descriptive words in it are straight out of my own engrams. I’d had no auditing at the time; I’d had no broad look at the track, or anything of the sort; and I just picked up the handiest stuck phrase on the bank. Right. 1
- Hubbard, L. R. (1958, 4 August). Case Analysis – Rock Hunting – Q & A Period. Twentieth American Advanced Clinical Course, (20ACC-28). Lecture conducted from Washington, DC. ↩
But I found something out during the session that I sure didn’t like. I found out that the one thing I would never do, I had done. I found out that in about – in 1938, when I wrote the first notes and book on mental investigations, that every single cockeyed piece of terminology in it (none of which ever survived to 1949 or 50), every piece of that terminology was taken straight out of my own engrams. Boy, was my face red. And I was certainly pleased when I realized I’d had enough sense after the war to reevaluate, take other people’s experiences and do a totally analytical approach to the thing and drop all of these terms. You get the idea? Boy, was my thetan red.1
- Hubbard, L. R. (1958-08-01). Case Analysis – Rock Hunting (cont.) Twentieth Advanced Clinical Course, (ACC20-26). Washington, D.C. ↩
I’ve actually made people saner and ruined a whole series of experiments at Oak Knoll. They were taking Japanese prisoners of war and they were working them over with the administration of hormones. And they were trying to find out if hormones would bring them back to battery, you know, so that they could eat and so on. They had been starved so that when they began to eat they became very fat and food didn’t do them any good; they were merely hectic on the situation. Food had become quite unreal to them. And these boys were in pretty bad shape after years in Jap prison camps on rice and almost never even any fish.
And I used to catch these boys, every once in a while, because I was in a ward and a line officer can always take off one collar ornament in the navy and he automatically becomes a staff officer. In other words, you needn’t falsify your insignia; all you have to do is become forgetful.
I remember how I got in the medical library there; I saw a marine on crutches outside the door and I said to the marine, “Come in in a couple of minutes and say, ‘How are things going today, Doctor?'” and gave him a wink. And marines are usually prone to play tricks and that sort of thing and he didn’t even quite know what the joke was but he was perfectly willing to play the joke. I walked in and stood at the desk of the head librarian who was guardian of the library.
The library is divided into two sections; the general section and then the medical section. Well, nobody was allowed in the medical section except the hospital doctors. And so the marine came by in a couple of minutes and said, “How are things going today, Doctor? I feel much better. Do you think we’ll have to operate?” And I said, “Oh, undoubtedly we’ll have to operate.” And he said, “Well that’s sad,” and gave me the wink and walked on. And the librarian looked at me more fixedly and saw I was only wearing one collar ornament. Obvious. And I said, “I think I’ll go into the library today.” She said, “All right, sir.” They don’t call patients “sir” no matter what their rank is, see. I went on into the medical library and studied there for the next year.
But anyway – the barriers of this universe aren’t as solid as they appear sometimes.
Anyway, I used to get ahold of patients who were part of this experimental series on hormone administration. And a doctor there whose name was the incredible name of Yankeewitz – and he and I were good friends and he’d show me the records once in a while and expostulate and so forth. And I’d pick up, quick like a bunny, names on those who were showing no gain in metabolism. You know? I’d make it my business to look them up and sit down on a bench on the hospital lawn, you know, and quick slip them some analysis, and I could change his records. In other words, analysis could change his records but hormones couldn’t. Ruined his theories; he didn’t know what was happening after a while. I never let him in on it. Oak Knoll had a lot of research projects going – that was Oak Knoll Naval Hospital. In view of the fact I wasn’t sick, I was just banged up, why, I had a ball.1
- Hubbard, L. R. (1958, 23 July). Special Effect Cases, Anatomy Of – Question And Answer Period. Twentieth American Advanced Clinical Course, (20ACC-16). Lecture conducted from Washington, DC. ↩
I have been at work for seven years to produce a series of techniques which any well trained auditor can use to clear people. We now have them.
I am truly sorry that this took seven years. Actually, it took more than twenty-five. Under other “systems of research” it could not have been done. It was financed at first by my writings and expeditions. Some 15,000,000 words of fact and fiction articles ranging from political articles to westerns were consumed in a large part by this research-but it was free to act if not free from sweat.
No bullying dictator wanted it for his mass slaveries as happened to poor misguided Pavlov. No big corporation wanted it for a better Madison Avenue approach to advertising—another kind of slavery. No big RESEARCH FOUNDATION like Ford was there to interject their “America First” philosophy. These had not paid for it; therefore they didn’t own it. The work stayed free. Thus it prospered. It did not wither in support of some aberrated “cause.” It bloomed.1
- Hubbard, L. R. (1957-12-01) Scientology Clear Procedure Issue One. Technical Bulletins of Dianetics and Scientology (Vol. IV, pp. 198-22). Los Angeles: Bridge Publications. ↩
It is quite remarkable, the number of misconceptions which have existed concerning children – the child mind and child processing – and that is the first thing I’ll have to take up here. Those misconceptions are so considerable that they are woven into the woof and warp of everyone’s lives here in this nation. And they’re a pack of stinking lies! When you’re talking about children, you are not talking about everybody’s case. That is something psychoanalysis gave us. There is probably no slightest connection between your case and your childhood! It is just incidental that you were a child.
Now, that’s a sweeping statement, when you come to think about it, because the psychologist and the psychoanalysis people have, all of them, maintained that, “If you could just clear up childhood, you’d be all right.” Jerks! I say “the jerks” because they led ME astray and I don’t like people who fool me.
When I first started research and investigation into the field of the mind, my attitudes were a bit colored, I will inform you, by Freudian analysis which I knew very, very well. I had studied it, not suffered it. Also, I knew psychology, I knew what passed for child psychology. I used to sit over in the engineering school and some of my pals in the Columbian College would come over and they’d say, “Oh, my God, I can’t pass this examination or write this paper.” And I’d take their textbook on psychology and write the paper for them – they’d do my mathematics. Anyway, (laughter) children have less connection, and observation of children has less connection, with the field of the mind, if anything, than death. Death has a much more intimate connection than childhood, very much so. But more important than this… Oh, there’s only one thing that has even less connection, and that’s mice. Mice have practically NO connection with the field of the mind. I mean, you probably couldn’t get further from the point than to study mice. They got almost that far, though, by studying children. Now, here’s why the study of children has been such a booby trap to all of our thinkingnesses. This is, this is very important because it changes the whole basic concept, if you can see this, it changes, it will change your whole basic concept of values as to what behavior is. These characters, with a pince nez and a Van Dyke beard, back in the ’90s, who were adventuring to foist their opinions off in the guise of scientific fact, were actually basically working at what would turn out to be eventually the destruction of the people of Earth, because they insisted upon certain basic principles which were VERY very incorrect.
The first of these principles is this, and you can see what I’m talking about at once here, because here, here we have an idea that the CHILD is the primitive or native state of Man. You got that, now? You know, you’ve read that opinion around, haven’t you? In order to find out – I’ve even erred in this direction, just to show you how much you can color people’s opinions – in order to find out how an adult would act or how a primitive would act, or something or other, we compared it to childhood. Childhood was being used as the standard base for behavior. You see this now? We took a look at childhood and we said, “Now, that is a standard by which we can evaluate human behavior.” It’s just like taking an old piece of copper wire somebody found on a dump out here someplace, just at random, and saying, “This is a foot and everybody now will have to call this old wound up piece of wire one foot. That’s one foot, now.” Just a complete arbitrary run into the whole thing, because it isn’t even basically, it doesn’t even compare. There isn’t any such standard as “child behavior.” Child behavior is no more a standard than psychotic behavior is a standard for the basis of HUMAN behavior. Anybody who claims that child behavior progresses through a number of clear-cut stages, which are then comparable to every other child, DESERVES to be psychoanalyzed. (laughter)
This is quite peculiar, because it brings about this misconception in the social activities of Man. They say that a child is anti-social. He comes into the world aware only of himself, and progresses through various stages of awareness, until he gets to be a social character. And only the duress, and hammer and pound, punishment and so forth, makes this child a social character. Look! They’ve accepted “child behavior” as the standard as the middle, as the common denominator, as THE thing called human behavior, and it isn’t even vaguely resembling it. It doesn’t even resemble it, there’s no comparison. Don’t you see? They say that, “We have to take this person and lead him out into the world from this state of childhood, and if we didn’t do so-and-so with human beings, they would then act in their native state,” which is what? A child. Childhood is no more a native state for Man than mice. It is, in essence and actually, a very trying period of mental duress. And to tell everybody that this is the way everybody would be if they weren’t socially trained and so forth, is to tell everybody that they’re psychotic. And I wouldn’t say that this was the end goal of the people perpetuating this idea, but I wouldn’t be surprised if it were, to tell everybody that their basic standard of conduct would be psychotic activity.1
- Hubbard, L. R. (1957, 7 July). Child Scientology. Freedom Congress, (FC-14). Lecture conducted from Washington, DC. ↩