What I Saw At The Scientology Founder’s Museum

My phone vibrated — an email from the L. Ron Hubbard Life Exhibition. Can you come at 2 p.m.? It was 1:45 — I broke into a jog. Earlier, I’d passed the building along the Hollywood Walk of Fame. I recognized the gold bust in the lobby as the famous author — cast with a smile as if expecting an audience. A wide smile. He seemed too happy. I’d booked a private museum tour of the notorious “religion” known as Scientology, widely regarded as a cult.

Huffing, I made it back with seconds to spare. The doors were still locked.