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13 September 2001:
YOO-HOO! PTSC! About those copyrights PART 1
YOO-HOO! PTSC! About those copyrights PART 2
YOO-HOO! PTSC! About those copyrights PART 3
YOO-HOO! PTSC! About those copyrights PART 4

22 August 2001:
Re: Attention Librarian


5 March 2001:
Re: Question for CL or Librarian


10 April 2000:
Part 1, 1972-1973 FIX AND REPOST
Part 1, 1972-1973 FIX AND REPOST (Continued)
Part 2, 1974-1975 FIX AND REPOST
Part 2, 1974-1975 FIX AND REPOST (Continued)
Part 3, 1976-A FIX AND REPOST
Part 4, 1976-B FIX AND REPOST
Part 5, 1977 FIX AND REPOST
Part 6, 1978 FIX AND REPOST
Part 7, 1979-1980 FIX AND REPOST
Part 8, 1981-1982 FIX AND REPOST
Re: Owen, We Have a Problem

3 March 2000:
Re Part 3, 1976-A

25 February 2000:
PGPed Where the heck have *I* been? From 1972 to 1982 and back!

17 January 1999:
THE LIBRARIAN AND THE LIVING DEAD

8 December 1998:
Re: Urgent to Veritas: Marie

18 November 1998:
LIEBERMAN AND THE LIBRARIAN, PART I
LIEBERMAN AND THE LIBRARIAN, PART II
LIEBERMAN AND THE LIBRARIAN, PART III
LIEBERMAN AND THE LIBRARIAN, PART I—CORRECTED

8 October 1998:
A Message and Picture From The ARSCC Librarian

9 April 1998:
ZED'S "DEAR LIBRARIAN" LETTER

4 March 1998:
ZED, HONEY, I'VE GOT WHAT YOU NEED!
Re: The Missing Ten Months


13 January 1998:
THE LIBRARIAN LOSES IT WITH SHERIFF RON

5 January 1998:
Re: ENTHETA.NET archive: The Librarian
Re: Librarian: riddle me this.....

4 January 1998:
Re: Challenge to Critics and Scientologists Alike
LIBRARIAN CALLING JETA!

30 December 1997:
THE LIBRARIAN'S PRESENT TO LITIGANTS

29 December 1997:
THE LIBRARIAN HAS PRESENTS!
PRESENT TO BOOKBUYERS
PRESENT FOR WILLIAM BARWELL
PRESENT FOR RON'S AMIGO
PRESENT FOR JUSTIN

22 December 1997:
LOOK WHAT YOUR LITTLE OL' LIBRARIAN FOUND!

21 December 1997:
THE LIBRARIAN SAYS *NOT* RECOMMENDED READING!

19 December 1997:
jf05353-A THANK-YOU CARD FROM THE LIBRARIAN
ZED STRUGGLES WITH THE LIBRARIAN
SHERIFF RON INTERROGATES THE LIBRARIAN
THE SHERIFF COMES BACK FOR MORE
RE: ZED STRUGGLES WITH THE LIBRARIAN--NOT!
ZED AND THE SHERIFF GANG UP ON THE LIBRARIAN

17 December 1997:
ZED VS. THE LIBRARIAN-1
ZED VS. THE LIBRARIAN-2
ZED VS. THE LIBRARIAN-3
ZED VS. THE LIBRARIAN-4
ZED VS. THE LIBRARIAN-5
ZED VS. THE LIBRARIAN-6
ZED VS. THE LIBRARIAN-7

15 December 1997:
Challenge to Critics and Scientologists Alike

11 December 1997:
Re: Scientology/IRS Connection


RELATED FILES:

Public Research Foundation Press Release: "HIDDEN TIES BETWEEN IRS AND SCIENTOLOGY REVEALED"

The CST LEGAL PAPERS series


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8 October 1998:
A Message and Picture from the ARSCC Librarian

If 9 April 1998 was the saddest day in the history of the ARSCC Chimerical Library, 8 October 1998 surely has to rank as one of the happiest. After six long dark months, The Librarian was back. And not only back—she was sending a photo! As a result, we have the one and only photo, above, known to exist of the ARSCC Librarian. You can click on the small photo to see it full size. Because of the limitations of remailers, The Librarian sent her photo and message to Andreas Heldal-Lund and asked him to post it to the appropriate newsgroups for her. His message forwarding hers is reproduced below, with enticing promises from The Librarian of what is ultimately to follow. And although it took her a long time, and although she has sometimes been away for as much as a year, boy, has she ever delivered! And she continues to show up unexpectedly to surprise us with new, previously-unknown HARD FACTS.


From: heldal@online.no (Andreas Heldal-Lund [www.xenu.net])
Subject: A Message and Picture From The ARSCC Librarian
Date: 1998/10/08
Message-ID: <361cc006.234798752@193.212.213.145>
Newsgroups: alt.religion.scientology


JUST RECEIVED IN THE CLAMBAKE MAILBOX, SEE ENCLOSED IMAGE POSTED TO
ALT.BINARIES.SCIENTOLOGY:
_________________________________________________________________________
[START FORWARDED MAIL]

FOR FORWARDING TO A.R.S.

Andreas, darling!

Love and kisses from your favorite, most lovable ARSCC Librarian! (I
just *know* I'm your favorite and most lovable ARSCC Librarian, because
I'm the only one you've got, silly! Here, let me wipe that lipstick off
your cheek.)

You may be thinking that this is some kind of joke or something; I know
that neither you nor anyone else in A.R.S. has heard from me since back
in April, when Zed absolutely broke my heart, and left me waiting at the
A/V room door, and you probably thought I was gone for good.

But it's *really me*!

A girl has to mend her broken heart *somehow*, so I closed up the ARSCC
Chimerical Library for a while, and took part of the summer to bask on
the sands in the Carribbean (no, that is *not* why Bob Minton was down
there--really!), and to bask in the lavished attention of bronze-bodied
men who really were interested in me for my mind. No, really!

Well, be that as it may, there are just *too* many Mai-Tai-soaked
stories from *that* little sojourn for me to bore you with them all
here.

Then Mom had me come and stay with her for a while. (Which was fine, I
guess, except the woman *can* go on with her lectures about the fickle
nature of men. Sheesh!) She bolstered my spirits with home-made soups
and just *loads* of new Laura Ashley dresses that are spec-*tac*-ular,
and she had me watch lots of Martha Stewart on TV, and wa-a-a-y too much
of Robert Schuller in that crystal thing-- Well, never mind; you
probably don't get him over there. (Count your blessings!)

Anywa-a-a-a-ayz. I just *know* you've got ga-ZILLIONS of things to do,
so I'll get right *to* it.

I finally had enough of Mom (bless her cynical heart), and I just got to
longing for the old Library. Heartaches and all, dadgummit, I *missed*
the place! Can you imagine?! And I just knew nobody else was ever going
to run it *quite* the way I had.

So one day, a week or so ago, I decided: I loaded up my exquisite new
dresses, bid Mom bye-bye, and watched her in the rear-view--standing
there by the driveway wiping her eyes and waving as I drove off back to
A.R.S.ville.

The dear old ivy-grown ARSCC Chimerical Library was just as I remembered
it. The key was right where it was supposed to be, under the... Oh, I'd
better not say. Anyway, it was right where I had left it for the ARSCC
D/Janitor for Libraries, Statues, and Park Benches (ARSCC D/JLSPB)--so
he could take in the mail, and could water (and feed--euuwww!) the cute
little Venus Fly-Trap, and could try and keep a lightbulb working back
in the cloakroom, and could generally take care of the place while I was
away.

I creaked open the old door, and was hit by a rush of nostalgia that
almost knocked me *over*! I walked slowly around the place, my hand
grazing the dusty books, my high heels making that familiar echoing
sound on the wood floors. Wiping a pesky old tear off my cheek, I heaved
a deep sigh, uncovered the furniture, said hello to that cutie-wutie
little fly-trap, and put on a pot of coffee.

I couldn't believe it; I was *home*!

But, oh, Andreas! The *mail*! The *filing*! The *back-logs*! You just
have *no* idea! Well, you know me: I pushed up my Laura Ashley sleeves
and got *right* down to business (as soon as I had poured a steaming,
heavenly, aromatic cup full of hot, black coffee into my "XENU IS
GRUMPY" mug).

It took me *days* to get caught up. I didn't want to let anybody know I
was back, because--well, you know how you *boys* are. I just *never* get
any work done when you're around <wink!>.

So, there I was one day, sitting in what I like to call my own private
little "windowless corridor" behind the Reference Section (where we have
the carpet so it's really Q-U-I-E-T, and is easy on the knees if you
have to--well, get something off the bottom shelves). There I was,
minding my own business, at my own little desk, looking at the Lenske
dossier that *somebody* had sent to me (just who, I can't say), when I
hear somebody out in the main part of the Library calling, "Yoo-hoo!
Anybody here?"

Well! The short story is (*how* do these things get so long?) that
*somebody* very near and dear to my heart was there to welcome me back.
And what a welcome! They had a brand new toy they wanted to try out on
me! (Oh, get your mind out of the gutter, Andreas! You boys!)

They had a new digital camera, and wanted to take *my* picture! Can you
imagine?! *Me?* I tried to tell them no, but-- Well, I *did* have on one
of my new dresses, and I *had* just gotten my hair done, and I *was*
just finishing doing my nails, so I *was* thinking about maybe saying
yes, when...FUH-LASH! And I was captured in pixels! I mean, I wasn't
even ready!

But, as Mom likes to say, "What's done is done." And so I wound up with
this little picture of myself, and I just didn't know *what* I ought to
do with it. Then I thought, well, shucks! Why not send it to A.R.S.! I
mean, I had it as a digital picture, and all.

And then I found out: well, *NO* (thank you very much!), you can't
*send* pictures to A.R.S. So *then* I heard about
alt.binaries.scientology (A.B.S.), and I thought, well, great! I'll just
send it there! And then I found out: well, *NO* (thank you very much!),
there aren't any anonymous remailers that will *post* to binary groups!

Well, I was *so* miffed then that I almost just *erased* the darn thing
off of the ARSCC Chimerical Library's computer. I mean I was *that-->
<--far* from pulling the trigger on it, when I suddenly thought...
"Waaa-i-i-i-t a minute! Maybe I can send it to one of my friends at
A.R.S., and *they* would be sweet enough to post it for me!"

And that's why you're getting this letter, darling, sweet Andreas! I've
seen how helpful you've been to, like, perfect *strangers* when they've
sent you something and asked you to forward it for them. And I just
*knew* I could count on you to help out a poor, helpless little ol'
Librarian like yours truly.

I can, can't I, you dear, dear, love? If you would be so sweet as to
forward this message on to A.R.S., and to forward my picture on to
A.B.S., I would be *so-o-o-o* grateful, that I just don't know *what* I
could do to thank you! (But, if you, like, *think* of something, let me
know!)

Well, that's about it for now. I'll be sending my picture separately, at
the same time I send this message to you. If for any reason you don't
get the picture, let me know through A.R.S, would you, instead of
posting this? I mean, I don't want this message to go to A.R.S., and
then no picture show up! I don't want anybody to think I'm just a
*tease* or something awful like that!

But if you get both the picture *and* this message, and will be sweet
and loveable enough to post both (to their proper places), I will just
be tickled *everywhere*!

Well, I have got to run. There is so-o-o-o much STUFF to sort through
and get ready for posting to A.R.S. (You should just *see* that Lenske
dossier! And the others I got! Sheesh!)

Please send my love to everybody on A.R.S., and let them know they'll be
hearing from me real soon now! Kisses, kisses, kisses!

                          --<The ARSCC Librarian>


P.S. Please let Zed know that I'm not mad at him. He's too smart for a
girl to stay mad at him for long. (Even though I probably *was* right
all along. Hmpf! But I miss him, anyway!)

P.P.S. Please tell that cute, cute, darling Sheriff Ron that Mom says,
"Every gun needs a holster." Whatever *that* means!

P.P.P.S. I hope Sister Clara and Marina Chong are doing well. Please say
"Hi!" to them for me. I am still *so* humbled by them going to all the
trouble of putting up a web page with my posts on them that... Well, I'm
just embarrassed, that's all! But let them know that this picture I am
sending you is *not* copyrighted, and is free for all to do with as they
like. (Gosh, I just hope *somebody* gets the bugs ironed out of those
darn digital cameras so they don't, like, cut off people's heads and
what have you!)

------------------------------------------------------------------
*The ARSCC, like its picture-not-suitable-for-a-milk-carton Librarian,
does not exist.

[END FORWARDED MAIL]

PS: Check out the image in ABS!!!


Best wishes, Andreas Heldal-Lund
Operation Clambake: www.xenu.net SP4 & Adm. TOXE CXI
_______________________________________________________________
If we value the pursuit of knowledge, we must be free to follow
wherever that search may lead us. The free mind is no barking
dog to be tethered on a ten-foot chain. - Adlai E. Stevenson



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