Cruise Lies When He Cries
That’s the way the latest confrontation between Scientology missionary Tom Cruise and the faction we call reality came to a head.
Anyone who’s been following Tom Cruise lately knows being a star means never having to say you’re sorry.
Scientology, of course, promises all of its subjects their stardom in a space opera.
It also tells them they can get away with destroying people. Sometimes, literally.
Like all cults, Scientology promises to put you in a movie that’s all about you. You can do anything and be anyone you want.
The only problem is the price of admission: indentured servitude.
Even if you’re a wealthy star, perhaps even wealthier than many Catholic Popes have ever been, your higher calling is to use pseudoscience to win converts. Converts to a faith that disputes science.
What’s really amazing here is how bad people can use good arguments for very evil ends. Is there something to be said for avoiding the overuse (the abuse) of prescription drugs? Absolutely.
Is there something to be said for hooking people to an equally expensive trip to outer space, only more advanced because it’s prescribed by quacks?
Yes, there’s something we can say in polite society about such proselytizing: it’s shameful.
But as long as earnest, responsible artists like Stephen Spielberg don’t object to promoting missionaries from a cult, hey, what’s the problem, right?
My question is: will Tom’s phone still be ringing next year?
And if so,wtf?