Post Game #2 – Catherine
I’m sorry that the Church saw fit to drag my ex-wife, Catherine Fraser, into this and put her into the spotlight on national TV. It can’t have been a pleasant experience for her.
Anderson Cooper asked me about Catherine. I told him that she was a wonderful woman with a heart of gold. I would never say anything against Cathy. I’ve posted the story of our unlikely courtship and marriage at the Int Base on my autobiographical blog, Counterfeit Dreams.
That we have ended up on opposite sides of this is unfortunate. She feels she has to defend the Church at all costs – well, as I told Anderson, I would have done the same when I was still in the Sea Org. I would have lied.
It occurred to me how different our experiences in New York must have been. I’m sure she had to attend intense meetings with Miscavige before she left the Base. I’m sure she was briefed and drilled and coached endlessly. I’m sure that they arrived in New York with minimal sleep and maximum pressure. I imagine that they had to field frequent calls from Miscavige. And I’m sure Jenny Linson was running their little “Mission” with an iron fist. And I’m sure as soon as their interview was over, they had to take an explosive conference call from Miscavige and get on the next flight back.
I didn’t have any briefings. I had no one to report to, no calls, no pressure. I spent a few hours before the interview just being a tourist in midtown Manhattan. After the interview, I went to dinner with Marty and Mosey at a local deli. We hadn’t seen each other in years and had some catching up to do. I didn’t have to report in to anyone. I didn’t have anyone judging my performance or threatening ethics if I didn’t say the right things. I didn’t have to prepare or practice or drill – I just told my story, straight up.
Cathy knew what was expected of her. She was part of Miscavige’s “Ex Wives” strategy. Her job was to act as a character witness against me, to invalidate anything I said. And she tried to be a good soldier and do just that. But Anderson threw her a curveball. He told her what I’d said about her – that she had a heart of gold and she had stood by me through tough times. Cathy tried to object, saying that there were no hard times, that it was the “best time of his life.”
Well, sure, when I was with Cathy, in the few minutes each day we had to spend together, it was wonderful. But otherwise, life was a living nightmare – threats, beatings, punishments, sleep deprivation. While I was married to Cathy, I was offloaded from the Base four times. We never spent a Christmas together in our five years of marriage. We never even had a day off together. Each time I was forced to leave, Cathy was pressured to divorce me. She didn’t.
I never told Cathy about the beatings Miscavige gave me. I didn’t want to drag her into it. But she was well aware of the poisonous atmosphere at the Base, the way people threatened each other, screamed at each other, punished each other. She herself was slapped by a female executive. Cathy wanted to change things. That’s why she became Port Captain. Because the post of Chaplain is under the Port Captain. She wanted to act as a buffer against the hardness and abuse. That’s why I say she has a heart of gold.
This experience can’t have been easy for her. It doesn’t matter to me that she speaks out against me. I don’t care. I know why she is doing it. I don’t hold it against her, and I know it was a very, very unpleasant experience for her to have to go through.