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Sad news. Claire and Marc may not have known Shawn Morrison well, but I did. We worked together on the Music Studio and lots of other projects in the 80s.

The first day I arrived at the Int Base in '83, the RPF was recovering from an all-nighter binge and about to head into another one. When I arrived in the Garage there was Shawn on the floor, trying to catch a few z's in the middle of the day. A very pretty woman brought him some coffee.

This was an insane scenario for the RPF. You could get sent to the RPF for being to friendly with a woman, but here IN THE RPF, was a budding relationship that would lead to marriage. That was his future wife. She later died of cancer in the 90s I believe.

What do I remember about the departed? He had a cassette of Steely Dan that I can still recite chapter and verse. Of course there is no music allowed in the RPF, but often we just called the boom box a "paint dryer" and played what we had. In this case it was one cassette that was played over and over.

The rules of the RPF are that you work hard but are allowed to rehabilitate yourself and another, your twin, at which point you can graduate. Tough but fair, maybe.

At the Int Base they broke the rules. No time for the rehabilitation part. So we bent a lot of the other rules as well. Basically we were just a slave labor force.

Anyway, I learned a lot from Shawn and he from me. Don't know where he got this saying, but he used to say: "If some is good, and more is better, then TOO MUCH ought to be just right!" That's how we designed the systems in the Music Studio, a UPS that occupied an entire two rooms, miles of air conditioning ducts, an air handler the size of a small car.

You may have seen the Studio in the background of the "We Stand Tall" video, the tapestry fabric. Behind that fabric is a sound deadening system designed by Shawn. lots of PolarFleece and woven polyester batting.

Real studios use fiberglass for that situation, because it doesn't burn. But L. Ron Hubbard didn't like fiberglass. He was good with asbestos but not the evil glass. So we used fabric instead and created a true firetrap.

We worked together in a tiny office under Martin Reid. Amy Scobee, Shawn and me. What a circus! One time Shawn befriended a crow with a broken wing. Kept him in the office. With predictable results.

After our adventures in the Garage he went on to work in Audio for a time and then to the Port Captain's Office. He did all the programming for the big sign in front of the Building 36 entrance. You know, the one that flickers and never works right. Dos machines eventually die.

As do we all. So sad to hear about Shawn passing on alone, but possibly he had caregivers around. Maybe even a real minister. We'll never know.

Some of that Steely Dan for his send-off:

"Learn to work the saxophone

And I'll play just what I feel

Drink scotch whiskey all night long

And die behind the wheel"

In later years I mainly knew him as the guy you had to see to get your passport to go overseas.

We met in a nasty situation, and it only got worse. But he never succumbed to the madness entirely.

Jens TINGLEFF's avatar

This is one of the ways that a cult is not just “a niche religion, much like all religions.” A cult needs to control its victims. To the day the victims die. Alone.

The next time some both-siding “journalist” asks this question about how come critics consider the Co$ a cult, these stories would be yet one more reply.

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