Albuquerque 10-30-10 Post-Game October 30th. What started out as a flash raid turned into the definition of enturbulation. I got there at about 11:50 and broke out my signage. Shortly after, Bipolart showed up and informed me of a little incident on the way there that would turn out to have some implications later- when she was approaching the org (in full mask) to where we were raiding, she had the audacity(!) to wish a Scilon outside a happy Halloween. Just being friendly, ya know? And apparently the Scilon even returned the greeting before realizing that said Scilon had just been courteous (OMG,perish the thought!!) with a member of Anonymous. Now remember that, because it IS going to come into play later. The raid was going quite nicely. Quite a few Scilons going in and out of the org. Lots of honk love, plenty of waves, a couple of people stopped by to ask about us- one guy asked to take a picture of me with my sign. Needless to say, I was more than happy to oblige him. Now this next part I kinda have to laugh at- a couple of old ladies pulled up alongside us and told us something along the lines of how we were wasting our time out here because nobody could see our signs. Hmmm... I just looked at the video Akuma shot last week from our old corner and the signs came through pretty damn clear there. Anyhoo.. when Bipolart came back with the response “We don’t see being out here as a waste of time at all,” (feel free to correct me BiP) that definitely seemed to stymie the little ol’ ladies. They just reiterated the same thing and then drove off. I dunno.. maybe they just need some stronger glasses. Anyways, I could swear I saw them again driving by later on. Okay.. now here’s where it gets fun. What would a good flash raid without a visit from Albuquerque’s finest? You ever notice how when it’s just a small number of us, the cops get called, but when we turn out en masse, they tend to leave us alone? Well, this time things got taken to a whole new level. They didn’t come to talk to us first- but we both knew when those two cruisers pulled into the org that we’d be seeing them soon enough. And sure enough, they came across the street and we started talking. Apparently the Scilons got all butthurt and bawwwwy about BiP even daring to set foot on their hallowed ground. Funny, I thought that the sidewalk was public property. Apparently they bitched about her being on the paved part. Well, geez.. when you kinda HAVE to walk on that little patch of pavement to get from one side of the sidewalk to the other.. anyways, the Scilons decided they were going to take the next step and have Bipolart and I cited for criminal trespass. Yep, they pulled that card out of their deck. We got ID’d. While the officers were filling everything out in the cruisers, we could see a female Thetan meat sack (oops, I meant woman) staring OT daggers into us, not realizing that we were not intimidated one iota. Can't confirm that's the one who called the cops on us, but I'd be willing to lay down money on it. Anyways, the officers came back and pink-slipped us. We can now no longer go back onto Scientology property. And here’s the kicker.. the complainant actually referred to herself as REVEREND. But it doesn’t end there. Oh, no, this is where it really gets fun. Turns out the officers were actually interested in why we were there. JB, CaptKirk, you remember the cops we had the last time that gave us a little attitude? Complete opposite this time around. We got a couple of good ones. The young female officer even read the Second Chance flyer we provided- although she had to return it, which I can kinda understand. Apparently when they asked the Scilons about what the deal was with Scientology, they clammed up. Naturally, we were MORE than happy to tell the story. Xenu, all religions are implants, Fair Game, the RPF, the whole damn deal. And here’s the kicker- I told the officer about YFTC and she actually wrote the site down. Methinks she’s actually going to investigate- I think it’s safe to say we’ve inoculated a couple more of our finest. After they left and we looked at our lovely little pink slips, that’s when we really started laughing our asses off at the “Reverend” bit. About a half hour or so later, we wrapped up- partially because it was getting to be about that time and partially because we couldn’t stop laughing our asses off at how much we enturbulated the hell out of the Scilons today. Wow.. we actually got pink-slipped. Two people and a couple of signs. And yes, this time we had a camera. Bipolart caught some video, which I’m sure will be shared once it’s edited. Today was beautiful. Their fail was our win. TOTALLY. FUCKING. EPIC.