Sunset Star 7 by Brian Sapere


Q & A series, circa 1970 …



Throughout this Q&A series, the voice of the narrator (Linda Jo) is light turquoise.



“You seem to be in an especially good mood tonight…”

Alex Horn: “I’m ALWAYS ‘in essence’ — can’t you see that?”



“What made you decide to become a teacher?”

A: “I was BORN to be a teacher! It was no accident or mere coincidence that [some notorious guru] died the night I was born. When I heard about this, I knew right then and there that I was born to take his place – MEANT to be – DESTINED to be – another great leader and Fisher of Men – Self-observing, Self-remembering, Self-evolving No. 4 Man – Balanced Man – Conscious Man – REAL Man – Teacher of ‘the Work’ and all the great religions, teachers and teachings in the world!”



“Did you ever have a regular job?”

A: “I was a garbage man!”



”What was your relationship like with your mother…?”

A: “My ‘mother’?  She bullied me to death and controlled every move I made – even when I was in college – and drove my poor father into an early grave.”



"What was your father like?"

A: "He was a kind and gentle rabbi."



“Have you ever tried hallucinogenic drugs?  LSD, hash, peyote or mescaline?”

A: “No.”



“What do you think of the Beatles and their great new album?" (Abbey Road)

A: “What are the Beatles compared to Bach?”



“What happened to your teeth…? ”

A: “I had to get them pulled out and wear dentures.”




A: “My dentist said I had ‘self-cleaning teeth and didn’t have to brush like other people did'.”



“You only believed that yarn because it made you feel special!”





Graphic Language Ahead!



I'm not sure when or where he began, but in the Sonoma hills and spring of 1970, Alex Horn was feeling "duty-bound," entitled and compelled to "fight boys" in the Study House and "fuck girls" in the Men's House, to display his prowess and prove that HE was "the top cock" and "fox in the hen house" – "the only REAL man and healthy animal with enough strength, balls and cock to fuck and 'break' a horse, as well as 'a harem' of self-willed girls, young fillies and healthy heifers." 


Many of his "female students"/rape victims got married for protection, while others wound up in a hospital and/or an early grave (including my college friend Susan), as predicted by the cocky, middle-aged, married predator, "teacher" and "father":



   "This self-willed girl is probably gonna kill herself soon," said the fox (with a wry smile and chuckle) in the hen house. 


Summer – 1970



One of the starkest realities is that sexual predators are stunningly effective at gaining control over their victims.


There are two basic predatory types: the power-predator and the persuasion-predator. The power-predator charges like a bear, unmistakably committing to his attack . . . Accordingly, he strikes only when he feels certain he'll prevail.


Gavin de Becker, in his Forward to Dr. Anna Salter's book, Predators, Pedophiles, Rapists, and Other Sex Offenders: Who They Are, How They Operate, and How We Can Protect Ourselves and Our Children



15. ton2uDecember 7, 2014 – Fellowship of Friends Discussion blog


13. Linda


re: “To name something correctly…” in the past I’ve thought of burton and his ilk as “sociopaths” – which may be part of the picture but it’s worse than that… plenty online info comparing sociopaths with psychopaths.


“…Psychopaths, on the other hand, are unable to form emotional attachments or feel real empathy with others, although they often have disarming or even charming personalities. Psychopaths are very manipulative and can easily gain people’s trust. They learn to mimic emotions, despite their inability to actually feel them, and will appear normal to unsuspecting people…. Psychopathy is the most dangerous of all antisocial personality disorders because of the way psychopaths dissociate emotionally from their actions, regardless of how terrible they may be.”


light reading on a dark subject:




A Review by
James M. Craven



Anna Mikulak
Association for Psychological Science

Everyday Sadists Take Pleasure in Others' Pain

Sept 12, 2013


Most of the time, we try to avoid inflicting pain on others [and] when we do hurt someone, we typically experience guilt, remorse, or other feelings of distress. But for some, cruelty can be pleasurable, even exciting. New research suggests that this kind of everyday sadism is real and more common than we might think.


Two studies led by psychological scientist Erin Buckels of the University of British Columbia revealed that people who score high on a measure of sadism seem to derive pleasure from behaviors that hurt others, and are even willing to expend extra effort to make someone else suffer.


The new findings are published in Psychological Science, a journal of the Association for Psychological Science.


"Some find it hard to reconcile sadism with the concept of 'normal' psychological functioning, but our findings show that sadistic tendencies among otherwise well-adjusted people must be acknowledged," says Buckels. "These people aren't necessarily serial killers or sexual deviants but they gain some emotional benefit in causing or simply observing others' suffering."


Based on their previous work on the "Dark Triad" of personality, Buckels and colleagues Delroy Paulhus of the University of British Columbia and Daniel Jones of the University of Texas El Paso surmised that sadism is a distinct aspect of personality that joins with three others – psychopathy, narcissism, and Machiavellianism – to form a "Dark Tetrad" of personality traits.



Machiavellian: Conduct or philosophy based on (or one who adopts) the cynical beliefs of Niccolo Machiavelli (1469-1527) whose name (in popular perception) is synonymous with deception and duplicity in management and statecraft. Born in Florence (Italy), Machiavelli was its second chancellor and (in 1513) wrote the book The Prince that discusses ways in which the rulers of a nation state can gain and control power.  Although The Prince contains some keen and practical insights into human behavior, it also displays a pessimistic view of human nature and condones opportunistic and unethical ways of manipulating people. One of its suggestions reads: "Whoever desires to found a state and give it laws, must start with assuming that all men are bad and ever ready to display their vicious nature."




Alex Horn, taking center stage in his own Machiavellian way and feckless (4 1/2 hour) play: "The Fantastic Arising of Padraic Clancy Muldoon, mounted by a new troupe, the Everyman Theater, which performed in a reconverted gymnasium at 24th and Mission Street." (1973)


       Prologue To Audience


If self-knowledge is the aim of man,
There is no meaning in the life we live.
For man, lawful master of the earth,
Has given up his birthright.
Learned men of high repute,
Philosophers, kings and sages,
All agree we live a life of hollow pretense.
Having touched the length, the width, the height,
Man at last is out of breath,
Flailing in the depth.
Ten thousand years of seeking the answer to the same dilemma,
Brings no greater wisdom than we had before.
We know the bee, the rat, the snail;
But man's the riddle we can't unravel.
We are assailed by treasonous voices,
Mystified, polluted and bewildered,
The issue's still unsolved.
No papal oath promising ablution,
No presidential commission
Can illuminate this strange enigma, Man.
Is he monkey, God or devil?
Is he dust or spirit, flesh or vapor?
Lover, hater, God forsaker?
Or compound vegetable, animal, mineral?
A starry hoax, an absurd joke?
Or God's impossible ultimate hope?
The greatest mystery on the earth,
The king of apes, the status seeker.
Something must be done, we know,
With this menace who's refused
To be his brother's keeper.
The age of royalty is dead.
Monarchy and priesthood have failed us.
Now dawns the day of ordinary man.
On him we place our final hope.
Ladies and gentlemen, help us if you can.
Usher in the long-awaited era of the brotherhood of man!


. . . . . . . . .


ACT I (Scene 1)


MARY:  Wake up Man!  Wake up! Get out of bed Paddy!

PADRAIC:  Wake up, is it?  The whole world’s going directly to hell, and I’ll not get out of bed ‘til it mends its ways.

MARY:  Oh stop speechifying you fat tub of lard and get up!

PADDY:  Not ‘til the world changes its direction.

MARY:  Be on your way.  The University is calling you.

PADDY:  I’ll not to the University today Mary.

 MARY:  When will you stand on your own two good feet that God gave you and be the man I know – the man you are?

PADDY:  When the world gets out of the mess it’s in.  ‘Til then it’s sweet sleep for me and sour living for them.

MARY:  Have you not heard, Padraic Clancy Muldoon, the sun is shining yet.  It’s a beautiful day!  On a day like this God must still be in His heaven.

PADDY:  And who out there will believe you lass?  Go to the window and look at them.  As for me, I’m fed up with looking.  They appear to be men.  Don’t be deceived.  It’s a likeness only.  A shadow only.  Killing, stealing, lying, cheating, betraying.

MARY:  Men have always done that Paddy.  We must go on.

PADDY:  Men!  Don’t talk to me of men.  Animals only.  Only knowing how to destroy.  Polluting the world with their filth.

MARY:  And still the earth is glorious yet.

PADDY:  And will these foul pestilential greedy little maggots let her live?  They’ll not be content ‘til they kill every living thing, and cover her with the scum of themselves.  Not content to die in their own stench, they insist on killing God’s good green earth as well.

MARY:  This will bring no good.  Life is for the living.

PADDY:  Yes, for the living, and not for the dead.  Why then do the dead steal the place of the living?  Tell me that then, if you can.

MARY:  Paddy, come out of your ill temper in God’s name and enjoy what’s left.

PADDY:  Away with your maudlin sentimentalizing, Woman!

MARY:  And an end to your dark philosophizing.  It’s a pity people have forgotten how to live, but we must enjoy the good fruit of the land.  We have our children yet, and in them life is sweet.  Come man!  Rise up!! Here come our little ones.

PADDY:  Woman, do you take me for a fool?  Life is a bad dream.  An intelligent man will have none of it.  I’ll to bed.  Wake me up when it’s all over and it’s curtains for the world.

MARY:  It’ll be too late then.  We’ll all be dead.

PADDY:  And won’t it be a good thing too?  The universe will be rid of its experiment gone astray.  And then we’ll all get some peace and quiet.  There must be an awful pounding in God’s ears in this year of our Lord 1972.  Have a heart and give the Great Man some quiet, and me too, I say.

MARY:  The universe will only have to try again.

PADDY:  What are you blabbing about now?  Try again for what?  What are you talking about?

MARY:  You told me so yourself.

PADDY:  Told you what?

MARY:  That Man is a great experiment conducted by Great Nature herself, the servant of the soul of the world, to see if she could produce a being capable of reaching the stars and finding God, becoming Divine itself.

PADDY:  Sweet Jesus!  I never said any such thing.

MARY:  You did Paddy, and there’s no denying it.  You swore it was true – as true as you loved me.

PADDY:  There’s a changeable love at best, in a very changeable Universe.  I was deluded fantastically.  It was the ecstasy of youth which sent poetry through my heart upon beholding you.

MARY:  And yet when you courted me you swore it was true.

PADDY:  It was true and still is.  Unfortunately the experiment has failed, and Man has gone awry.  They’ve even announced it in the Daily News:  God is dead!  And then only a short leap to Man is dead.  And now they’re putting those gorgeous sentiments into practice.  I’ve seen enough!  It’s the end of the world.  I’ll close my eyes on this nightmare and sleep it off – sleep ‘til the end of time.

MARY:  (Stretches out on bed)  What would you do if I slept all day?

PADDY:  I’d take advantage of your position, and straddle you with love.

MARY:  Oh no, you don’t, Patrick Muldoon!

PADDY:  Oh yes, I do, my sweet, my love.  Since when have you lost the desire to take the full weight of the man you love?

MOLLY:  (Age 8):  Daddy’s making love to Mom again.

SEAN: (Age 10)  Doesn’t he ever get tired?

MARY:  Paddy!  The children!!

PADRAIC:  Bring them to bed with us.  We’ll educate them early.  We’ll lie naked as a pair of pagans and let them romp between – recipients of the honey of our love.  They’ll suck up knowledge like pomegranates from the rind.

MARY:  Oh Paddy, you’re out of your mind.

[Etc., etc.]

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PADRAIC:  How did I ever get sent to this asshole of the Universe?  God must have been daft.  I’ll curse him for wasting such a good man as me on these savages.  What crime have I committed that he put me here?

FATHER MURPHY:  Well, get out of bed Man.  This bed’s no good for living.

PADRAIC:  Why this bed is good for everything.  Eating, sleeping, loving, conceiving children, fornicating.  Why I can sit on it, lie on it, bounce on it, stand on it.  It could be the observatory of Heaven.  Or the forecastle of a ship.  I could be a ploughman at the fields.  Here am I at the wheel plowing through the heavy seas.  All aboard, that’s coming aboard.

MOLLY:  What is it Daddy?

PADRAIC:  The ship of state.  For lovers, lunatics and clowns.

SEAN:  Where are we going?

PADRAIC:  Through the midnight sky.  It was a bed.  It’s now a rocket ship.  We’re off to find a hole in the sky.  Blast off lieutenant!

SEAN:  Aye, aye, Captain.

PADRAIC:  Now to Venus, Saturn and Mars.

MARY:  Will you never stop filling their heads with imagination?

PADRAIC:  Imagination’s divine.  The Immortal Sovereign of the World!  The inmost faculty of God!  Who will learn the secret of World Creation?

MOLLY:  Me, me.

SEAN:  Me.

PADRAIC:  I know a magician named Imagination.  The great Magician who casts his spell and we the dreamer caught, caught, caught in his web.  Watch him take wing.  Come on, we’ll follow, no matter how far the journey.

            (Both children jump on Paddy’s back as he stands on the bed.)

PADRAIC:  We’ll climb on his back and spiral up, up, up throughout the seven worlds.  Who follows his sweet reign contains heaven and earth and all the worlds between.  I’ll follow him to the end of time for he’s immense.  But first, are you strong, and are you brave?  Who[ever] rides Imagination must have a clean, brave mind.

SEAN:  Yes, yes.

MOLLY:  Yes.

PADRAIC:  All right now, up, up, up we go, flying through the rooftop of the world.  Here’s the first world.  That’s you, you, you, and you.  For each of us is a world entire.

UNCLE BILL and MIKE:  Aye, that’s a world.  And now for number two.

PADRAIC:  Humanity on the earth.  If you tire, hold on tight.  For here comes number three.  This ball of Earth.  Oh World within worlds spinning!  Are you dizzy?  We’ve just spun into world four.  The Solar system within the galaxy.  This is a ride you’ll never forget.  Can you count to five?  Things are getting hot.  We’re swimming in the fire of a billion suns lost amidst the stars of our Galaxy.  Here come six!  Our minds are bursting.  We’ve reached the infinite Universe itself!  And now comes seven!  We’ll really have to stretch.

MOLLY:  Will we find God?

PADRAIC:  Let’s call out and see.  Oh Lord!

MOLLY:  God, God, God.

PADRAIC:  Drat, he’s on vacation.

MOLLY:  What’s that?

PADRAIC:  He’s vacated the universe and left us to our own devices.  Look out!  We’re gonna crash.  This world’s a prison.  That’s for sure.  If only I could find the exit.

FATHER MURPHY:  What’s ailing you then Man?  Why aren’t you romping in the noonday sun?

PADRAIC:  I’m in mourning for the nation.

FATHER M:  Poor Ireland.

PADRAIC:  Not Ireland.  My country.  I’m American now.  The President is dead!

UNCLE MIKE:  It’s full seven years [ago]  Paddy.

PADRAIC:  It seems like only yesterday.  And now the Senator, his brother dead.

UNCLE BILL:  Two years now, Paddy.

PADRAIC:  And with him the Priest, the conscience of his race, is dead.  Oh God, will murder never end?  The Great Beast has freed himself from his dark hole and wends his way toward Calvary again.  And the world cries glory to the beast.  The world cries death, death.  And I’m to march for peace.

MARY:  The boys expect it.  You’re their spiritual leader.

PADRAIC:  Their spiritual enema, you mean.

MARY:  They pin all their hopes on you.  Your mind has roused them from their slumber.  Three days now they’ve been waiting on the front step to see you.  The world is crying “Muldoon, Muldoon.”  And you lying in ease the length of the bed.

PADRAIC:  I’m growing stupider by the moment.  Oh, to unlearn all the uses of this dull world and slip backward to the womb of time, and exit.  What’s the way out from this world of grief?  Does anyone know?  How do people live with death and decay and corruption in the air?  How can they bear the barbarism of it all?

GREAT-GRANDFATHER:  Something’s terribly wrong with this country.  Where are the fighting men – men who’ll take a stand and not back down to any man?

MICHAEL:  They’ve all been shot down.  All our brave leaders shot down.

G-GRANDFATHER:  Aye, And there’s nothing can be done.  No one who’ll fight for what’s right.

PADRAIC:  The evil’s too strong.

G-GRANDFATHER:  Come on.  Get out of bed.  We’ll go out and fight the world ourselves.  We’ll face up to them.

GRANDMOTHER:  You’re too old father.  Your fighting days are done.

G-GRANDFATHER:  Who says I’m too old, daughter?  Never too old for a good fight.  A man who can’t fight any more might just as well be dead.

PADRAIC:  And I, a peace-loving man who wouldn’t hurt a fly.  Surrounded by fighting men.  Violence on every side.

MARY:  You peace-loving . . . Huh?

G-GRANDFATHER:  Ah, and your father, Paddy.  What a proud man was he!  Why he would stand up to the whole world and not budge an inch!  He was a man!

GRANDMOTHER:  Aye, he was that.  Every inch a man.  He wooed me and with the same breath off to the war he went, with barely enough time to conceive you.  “Where you going” I says, with my panties half off.  “I’m for the Revolution,” he answered, “to make men free.”  “What about me” I cried.  “Ireland shall be free,” he answered.  That was your father.  He died a hero – betrayed.

G-GRANDFATHER:  As Ireland was betrayed.

MICHAEL:  As the whole world’s betrayed.

PADRAIC:  So goes the world:  betrayed, betrayed, betrayed . . .Children, promise me you’ll be failures.  Catch butterfly wings, but not success.  Rub your toes in sand; ride lizard’s backs, but not success.

MARY:  Paddy!! That’s no way to teach the children.

PADRAIC:  This age Mary – the triumph of mediocrity.  Would you have me teach them to take part in that?

SEAN:  Why not Daddy?

PADRAIC:  It’ll make a monkey out of you.  You’ll have bad breath.  You’ll stink.  The coffee’s good.

MARY:  Agnes is coming over.

            (Padraic caughs up coffee.)

MARY:  With Herb and Bernard.  She asked me if she could.

            (Padraic spits out coffee.)



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(Enter Herb, Agnes and Bernard.  Silence.  Everyone stands around mournful. Paddy hits Father in leg.)

FATHER MURPHY:  I’m sorry to announce he’s . . . he’s. . .(Paddy keeps hitting Father in leg.) He’s. . .

AGNES:  He’s not.

FATHER MURPHY:  Yes, I’m afraid so.

HERB:  He was a dear man.

BERNARD:  My favorite Uncle.

PADRAIC:  (Rises up suddenly in bed) Yahoo!!!

                          (They all cry out.)

AGNES:  Oh, my God!  You gave us all such a fright.

                   (Paddy’s hand creeps up her dress.)

AGNES: Oh, you dirty man!

PADRAIC:  Just testing your virtue, Agnes.

HERB:  That’s my wife, Padraic.

PADRAIC:  We’re all one big, happy family.  Share and share alike.

HERB:  Oh.

                 (Enter Mary)

AGNES:  How can you put up with such a beast?  I hear he sleeps with all his students.

PADRAIC:  Just some of them Agnes – just some of them.

AGNES:  You dirty, nasty man!  How could you do such a thing?

PADRAIC:  How could I not?  How else could I teach them?  What else is worth learning for a young girl?  These hot and eager maidens burning to gain knowledge of the world.

AGNES:  You’re a monster.

PADRAIC:  Come here, Agnes.  I’ll teach you something.

AGNES:  Stay away from me you pig!  You devil!

PADRAIC:  Aye, and what’s better than to put the Devil into Hell?  Come here sister, I’ll quench your fire.  And you’ll soon be rolling your eyes to heaven.

AGNES:  Don’t touch me!

PADRAIC:  What you need Agnes is a good tumble in the hay.

AGNES:  Oh, you’re positively indecent.

PADRAIC:  Now your high Anglican virtue’s showing.

MARY:  That would be incest, Paddy.

PADRAIC:  Not at all.  She’s your sister.

FATHER MURPHY:  The law forbids it.

PADRAIC:  Oh, the stiff formality of the law.  It’s enough to make you puke in or out of season.  We’re all prisoners of the law.  And yet this world’s unlawful.  Let’s break the world apart and fly to regions that now we only dream of.

AGNES:  Men!  You’re all alike!  There are too many men.  They should all be sterilized.

PADRAIC:  Ah, you want to sterilize the nation?  Let America die of impotence?

AGNES:  You!  You’d like all women to breed like rabbits – be breeding grounds for you.

PADRAIC:  It’s true.  I’d like to populate the nation.  Oh, what a grand and glorious occupation!  Cock-a-doodle do!!!

AGNES:  You conceited stud!  How do you live with him, Mary?

MARY:  It’s not easy.




From The Mask of Sanity: An Attempt to Clarify Some Issues About The So-called Psychopathic Personality, by Dr. Hervey M. Cleckley:

The [psychopath] is unfamiliar with the primary facts or data of what might be called personal values and is altogether incapable of understanding such matters. It is impossible for him to take even a slight interest in the tragedy or joy or the striving of humanity as presented in serious literature or art. He is also indifferent to all these matters in life itself. Beauty and ugliness, except in a very superficial sense, goodness, evil, love, horror, and humour have no actual meaning, no power to move him.

He is, furthermore, lacking in the ability to see that others are moved. It is as though he were colour-blind, despite his sharp intelligence, to this aspect of human existence. It cannot be explained to him because there is nothing in his orbit of awareness that can bridge the gap with comparison. He can repeat the words and say glibly that he understands, and there is no way for him to realize that he does not understand.


. . . Whatever these people may be called, they are not normal.



From The Psychopath Next Door 2014 Documentary

Published on Dec 27, 2016


"Psychopaths don't act or look crazy. They're not mentally ill. In fact, they're masters at appearing normal. Their main defect – what psychologists call 'severe emotional detachment' – is harder to diagnose than schizophrenia or bipolar disorder. They don't feel emotion but act as if they do. They know right from wrong, but lack remorse and empathy. Psychopaths are pathological liars who love to con and manipulate others."



Pearl said on The Gentle Souls' Revolution blog

March 21, 2014


In the mid 1970s, on the West Coast: Sharon left to go out of town and told some of us women to expect a call from Alex. We could accept his offer to come to our homes for a sexual call. Which he did. He was like a cold fish. It’s abuse of power, which I don’t think I recognized at the time. Also, at one point, mothers were told to put their kids in a daycare run by one of the mothers, who had no clue about taking care of children. This was short term. It was replaced by a day care arrangement which was rather good, but run by a friend of Sharon’s and thus ultimately a form of control. The money pressure even then was fierce. Dues to pay. Huge pressure to sell tickets to the plays, which was the gateway to new recruits. Lack of sleep was a big part of life. Humiliation and ridicule were instruments of control as well, but we probably did not understand it as such. We did know about and read all the work books, many of which I enjoyed. We often talked about G and O and Collins and Nicoll and Orage. Sharon had poetry written by Collin’s wife – which I think I still have. There was pressure on unwed mothers to give their children up for adoption to fellow students; many marriages were arranged and broken. This was all before the '80s, before the older group migrated to East Coast. It only got worse on the East Coast. Many children of the older students of the '70s and '80s are still not recovered from the trauma of growing up in this atmosphere.



 Pearl's comments were a sad reminder of Horn's "special class," dirty trick and trap, double-bind and set-up on Oct. 7, 1975, designed to gain easy access to his prey, usual and potential rape victims, "fresh food and blood," "free whores" and "harem girls".


During "class" Jeannine asked Bob if he would marry her. Since Bob wanted to marry a Jewish gal, and also had one in mind, he was politely ambivalent. But Bob soon agreed to marry Jeannine (whose paternal grandparents were Catholic immigrants from Italy. At first glance, Jeannine reminded me of Natalie Wood in West Side Story).


This "class" began with Director Horn sitting down in the second row, front and center seat of his little Everyman Theatre, where he was glaring, frowning, and staring at all the young women up on the stage.

Sharon Gans-Horn was her husband's perfect partner in crime – fully groomed, ready and willing to play her assigned role and deliver his dirty lines – without question or hesitation:


"The females who did not get chosen or agree to get married tonight need to line up on stage…"


"Good. Now you need to each verbally agree or not to participate in my husband's 'sexual experimentations' on single females and 'get fucked' by a Real Man."


The young friend and "new girl in school" beside me on stage whispered in my ear, "I'm really scared – aren't you?"


Whenever the "Real Man" wanted to "pay you a visit" and "teach you a lesson," he usually called and repeated the same message: "Are you alone? Good – I'll be right over."



Briefly speaking. . .  


 Bob and I were married April 2, 1972 at Beth Isreal-Judea on Brotherhood Way in S.F. (My grandparents were poor farmers and Protestants whose parents had come from Ireland and England.)


 I was two or three months pregnant when Horn arranged a shocking and confusing, degrading and humiliating public announcement:


Bob: "I want a divorce."


"Why?"  "Because I don't think you really love me."  


Horn: "Go your separate ways immediately – and don't talk to each other."


Sharon smiled at me and claimed: "You can get an abortion or give the baby up for adoption."



 Abraham David was born to Linda Jo and Robert Morris Klein, Aug. 30, 1973.






I came across the following good question and definitions on Safehorizon:


What are Rape and Sexual Assault?


Sexual assault is a general term that includes any forced or unwanted sexual activity, including rape, incest, sexual abuse, and molestation. Sexual assault includes any forced or unwanted touching of an intimate part of the body, such as breasts, buttocks, or genitals.


Rape, a specific type of sexual assault, involves any forced, manipulated, or coerced penetration of the vagina, anus, or mouth, by a penis or other object. Sexual assault/rape is not a crime of passion but a crime of violence, using sex as a weapon to overpower and to degrade the victim. A rapist can be a stranger or someone the victim knows, including a spouse, date, or family member.



   Rape is perhaps the most misunderstood crime of all. It is also the ultimate violation, short of homicide. Yet too many people tend to blame the victim, saying she was asking for it. As a result, survivors are often reluctant to speak about their ordeals.


~ Dr. Leslie Hartley-Gise 



. . .Most rapes occur along with other crimes — robbery, burglary, assault, kidnap, attempted murder, or even murder. We must realize that rape is always a crime of violence, even if the woman is not beaten. Rape is not seduction and we are never going to understand rape if we view it as sexual behavior— rape is a hostile and cruel act of violence which threatens the life of the victim.


~ Andrea Rechtin

Advocate for rape victims



From an interview with Dr. Lee Sannella by Jack Brooks in The San Francisco Progress, Feb 25, 1979, A Psychiatrist's Appraisal of Alex Horn:


   "The violence," said Sannella, "was employed to prove to himself that others shared the same weaknesses that he had. Some of your witnesses said that they never saw any violence toward women. I saw plenty. Horn hates women. His sexual use of them was a punishment. I saw him strike one woman so hard, she hit a concrete floor and bloodied her head."




Horn: "I hate her – can't stand the sight of her – just want to kill her!"



From Without Conscience: The Disturbing World of Psychopaths Among Us by Dr. Robert D. Hare


Psychopathic Violence – Cold-blooded and "Casual"


   Even more troubling than their heavy involvement in crime is the evidence that both male and female psychopaths are much more likely to be violent and aggressive than are other individuals.  Of course, violence is not uncommon in most offender populations, but psychopaths still manage to stand out.  They commit more than twice as many violent and aggressive acts, both in and out of prison, as do other criminals.
   Troubling yes, but not surprising. While most of us have strong inhibitions about physically injuring others, psychopaths typically do not.  For them, violence and threats are handy tools to be used when they are angered, defied, or frustrated, and they give little thought to the pain and humiliation experienced by the victims. Their violence is callous and instrumental – used to satisfy a simple need, such as sex, or to obtain something he or she wants – and the psychopath's reactions to the event are much more likely to be indifference, a sense of power, pleasure or smug satisfaction than regret at the damage done. Certainly nothing to lose any sleep over.


Sexual Violence


   Rape provides a good example of the callous, selfish, and instrumental use of violence by psychopaths.


   Perhaps half of the repeat or serial rapists are psychopaths. Their acts are the result of a potent mixture, uninhibited expression of sexual drives and fantasies, desire for power and control, and a perception of the victims as objects of pleasure or satisfaction. 



From The Invisible War: Military Sexual Predators Revealed (award winning documentary by Kirby Dick)


"This is not an issue of sexual orientation; this is an issue of power and violence.  Male sexual predators have targeted whoever is there to prey upon…" 


"A great wall of silence has gone up to protect the guilty."


"…rapists prey on other human beings and stalk them.  They wait until the victim is at the most vulnerable point in time to perpetrate their crimes."


"Most sex offenders have this hidden persona that nobody ever sees but the victim.  Therefore, when they're caught, or if somebody reports, people don't tend to believe that [report or victim] because they don't see the 'typical' sex offender."


"Most sex offenders are hunters.  Just like any hunter, they study their prey –  study their movements – study their behaviors – study the environment."


"Particularly for a savvy perpetrator, to work within a relatively closed system, like the military, it becomes a prime sort of target-rich environment for a predator." 


"If he does it once and gets away with it, he thinks 'Wow, this was pretty easy. I'm gonna try it again.'"



Hornin "class" and '73 . . .


   "Everything people do – good or evil – they always do because they think of it as good. So never 'just believe' people – or take what they say at face value – no matter who they are. Everything must be verified."


In another "class" . . .


   “Sure, I'm a 'con' and 'tyrant'. I've conned all of you into coming here tonight and giving me your hard-earned money. I've conned you into doing lots of things you would NEVER do if I wasn't a tyrant, and you weren't afraid of me."


   "I represent the WORST this world has to offer! If you can stand up to ME, you can stand up to ANYBODY!!"



Without Conscience:


Psychopaths often come across as arrogant, shameless braggarts – self-assured, opinionated, domineering, and cocky.  They love to have power and control over others and seem unable to believe that other people have valid opinions different from theirs. They appear charismatic or "electrifying" to some people.


Psychopaths have a narcissistic and grossly inflated view of their self-worth and importance, a truly astounding egocentricity and sense of entitlement, and see themselves as the center of the universe, as superior beings who are justified in living according to their own rules.


Psychopaths are seldom embarrassed about their legal, financial, or personal problems. Rather, they see them as temporary setbacks, the results of bad luck, unfaithful friends, or an unfair and incompetent system.


Psychopaths feel that their abilities will enable them to become anything they want to be.  Given the right circumstances – opportunity, luck, willing victims – their grandiosity can pay off spectacularly.  For example, the psychopathic entrepreneur "thinks big," but it's usually with someone else's money.


. . . the psychopath carries out his evaluation of a situation – what he will get out of it and at what cost – without the usual anxieties, doubts, and concerns about being humiliated, causing pain, sabotaging future plans, in short, the infinite possibilities that people of conscience consider when deliberating possible actions.  . . .imagining the world as the psychopath experiences it is close to impossible.



Stalking and conning his prey in a S.F. Lyon's restaurant, Nov. 1976


Horn: "I hear you're getting a divorce."


 "I'm also seeing a psychiatrist."


H  "Well, how is it?"


"How is what?" 


H  "Is he a good fuck?"


L  "Do you think all therapists sleep with their patients!?!"


H  "Well, if they're not, they're thinkin' about it!"




H  "Come on – ALL girls need a good fuck, ya know – you'll die without it!"


Hypocrite: liar, pretender, fraud, deceiver, charlatan, bigot, quack, Pharisee, sham, actor, cheat, trickster, malingerer, swindler, traitor, wolf in sheep’s clothing, masquerader, fake, two-face. Hypocritical: deceptive, double-dealing, insincere, dishonest. Hypocrisy: quackery, affectation, bad faith, hollowness, lip service, bigotry, pretense of virtue or piety, empty ceremony, sanctimony…  The feigning of qualities and beliefs that one does not actually possess or hold, esp. a pretense of virtue, piety or moral superiority. (From Webster’s New World Dictionary & Thesaurus, etc.)


                                   What IS Vulgarity?


Ruskin defined it as a 'deadness of heart and body resulting from
prolonged, and especially from inherited, conditions of degeneracy'.
  ~ Robert Graves



fuck (Taboo) vt. To cheat, trick, take advantage of, deceive or treat someone unfairly. Very common. The relationship between sex and fraud is best illustrated by this usage…”


From The Dictionary of American Slang and "Rape Language" chapter in Men On Rape: What They Have to Say About Sexual Violence by Timothy Beneke




Wolf in Sheep's clothing





"Beware of false prophets, which come to you in sheep's clothing, but inwardly they are ravening wolves…"


      Matthew  7:15     









How many times did Horn repeat the same crimes, absurdities and atrocities, fictions and fabrications?


 "You think you're in heaven, but you're really all in hell, and I'm the only man who can tell you how to get out!"


"You don't have a real conscience — just an acquired conscience."


   "If you leave [me], you'll spiral down into hell."


 "If you leave, you'll wind up like a wad of bubble gum in the gutter of life."


 "You need a REAL MAN to fuck your brains out and teach you 'a lesson' you'll never forget!"


 "Come on –  quit stalling and let's go – we have a lot of 'work' to do."


 "Come on – hurry up – take your clothes off and get in bed.

Suck my dick and eat my tits. Make sounds and growl like an animal.

There, that’s better. Now, turn over and get on your knees."


   "Why can’t you just admit the truth about yourself – admit how much you love and want cock – GOOD cock, BIG cock, JUICY cock, REAL cock – stop lying and quit pretending you DON’T want cock." 


   "Fucking IS 'loving' — don't think of it as 'incest'. Besides, ALL girls wanna be in bed with their fathers – just begging for it every minute! Learn to relax and enjoy it so you can start to get well and become a better animal – healthy animal – 'good whore in the bedroom' and 'real woman in the living room'."


"If I have to slap you around, girl, it's for your own fuckin' good, so you can start to wake up!" 


"I don’t really want to rape you, but you leave me with no choice – you’re such a stupid girl, poor fuck and tight-ass.”


   “Fucking is hard work – and I’m doing you a big favor, girl! THIS is Real Sex and Real Love with a Real MAN!  When are you gonna start showing a little appreciation and pay me back for all this hard work and effort I’ve been putting into you?”


   "Why would any 'REAL Man' and 'teacher' like you want to be in bed with some 'stupid girl' and 'poor fuck' like me? What's in it for you, Alex? Why bother…?"


“I have my reasons."



It is generally thought that many sex offenders may have been victims themselves in childhood.


Four main reasons are often given for rape. Any combination of these reasons might be operative with the offender:

(l) general hostility against all women or displaced onto women
(2) the influence of drugs as an inhibition releaser
(3) psychopathic-sociopathic personality, which causes the offender to be aggressive and assaultive on occasion toward anyone, with the sexual assault simply one more means of inflicting harm
(4) the use of sexual attack as a defense against fears of homosexuality or sexual inadequacy


From The Common Secret: Child Sexual Abuse by Drs. Ruth and Henry Kempe



In DEMONIC MALES: Apes and The Origins of Human Violence, authors Richard Wrangham and Dale Peterson address these and other ago-old questions:





"Why do men kill, rape, and wage war,

and what can we do about it?"










Equating manhood with being in control, the offender compensates for his feelings of vulnerability by gaining physical and sexual control over another. Rape is not an act of passion but a crime of aggression. The courage of women in speaking out against their sexual victimization has resulted in an increased awareness of this issue and crime.


~ Nicholas Groth, Men Who Rape: The Psychology of the Offender



In order to escape accountability for his crimes, the perpetrator does everything in his power to promote forgetting. Secrecy and silence are the perpetrator's first line of defense. If secrecy fails, the perpetrator attacks the credibility of his victim. If he cannot silence her absolutely, he tries to make sure no one listens. To this end, he marshals an impressive array of arguments, from the most blatant denial to the most sophisticated and elegant rationalization. After every atrocity, one can expect to hear the same predictable apologies, or it never happened; the victim lies; the victim exaggerates; the victim brought it upon herself; in any case it is time to forget the past and move on. The more powerful the perpetrator, the greater is his prerogative to name and define reality, and the more completely his arguments prevail.


~ Judith Herman, Trauma and Recovery: The aftermath of violence – from domestic abuse to political terror



Horn: "Cut the crap and take your clothes off — I don't have much time."


    "DON'T mention this to anybody – do you hear me? ANYBODY!!"



Sharon, a few hours later:


"Just called to let you know that Alex and I truly love each other — and I know all about why my husband was in your bed. He said you were always asking for it and coming on to him behind my back. He finally had to pay you a visit to show you what a filthy tramp and whore you are, only interested in cock and getting fucked. You're probably just jealous because Alex married me instead of you. But you can't come between us, or take him away from me, if that's what you're thinking."



The unconscious projection of one's own problems onto others helps to reduce tension. But what about the real situation? 




Look at the phenomenon of lying in its relationship to fools.

Fools lie to explain or conceal their foolishness. It is not a remedy, but they use it.

Liars, again, are fools because a lie may be found out, and gambling fools are not different from the ordinary kind.

The liar fools himself that he will not be found out, and the fool fools himself that his lie will cover his folly.

It is not easy to avoid being a fool. It is possible to realise that one has been one. The remedy is not lying.

Again, it is possible to realise that one has lied, and to avoid it. Foolishness and lying being so much of a continuum, being truthful can help towards being less foolish.

It is for this reason, because it is con­structively useful, that traditional teachings have stressed the need to tell the truth and be as truthful as possible. Truthfulness means being efficient, effective. Lying is an attempt to make inefficiency into its opposite.

This is why all forms of self-deception are 'lying', and the person who foolishly cannot see the truth can approach it by practice in avoiding at least, for a start, some forms of lying.

Many durable 'moralistic' teachings are specific and effective exercises gone wrong.


~ Idries Shah, Reflections



. . .Men lie to enhance their image. They lie to flee intimacy. They lie to dodge conflict. They lie to keep from having to make difficult choices. They lie so they won't get into trouble for doing something they shouldn't. But then, so do women.

"Both men and women," says Harriet Goldhor Lerner, Ph.D, author of The Dance of Anger and The Dance of Intimacy, "lie to avoid complications, to shield themselves from loss, to preserve and protect something important to them, to reduce anxiety." 

Like men, women practice full-service deception – fibs, figments, omissions, secrets, silences – motivated by the same basic needs and desires.  But our falsehoods tend to take a different form.


Women are raised to protect and pretend, Dr Lerner observes. "Pretending, to a woman, is as natural as breathing, as ordinary as good manners. Many of us don't even know we're doing it. 


Women are taught to sacrifice authenticity of self to preserve togetherness. Women are encouraged to pretend anything that will bolster their man and protect relationship harmony. 


 Men who lie to get sex may also be lying to themselves. . ."



From "Why Men Lie (And Why We Believe Them)" by Judith Stone,

Glamour Magazine 1992



When it comes to damage, there is no real difference between physical, sexual and emotional abuse. All that distinguishes one from the other is the abuser's choice of weapons.


Emotional abuse is the systematic diminishment of another.  It may be intentional or subconscious (or both), but it is always a course of conduct, not a single event.


Emotional abuse can be active. Vicious belittling and deliberate humiliation: "You're fat. You're stupid. You're ugly."


Emotional abuse is unique because it is designed to make the victim feel guilty and unworthy – unworthy of respect and friendship, love and protection.


  ~ Andrew Vachss

   Parade Magazine



From Chapter 2 – Psychodynamics of Rape – in Men Who Rape by Nicholas Groth




Regardless of the pattern of the assault, rape is a complex act that serves a number of retaliatory and compensatory aims in the psychological functioning of the offender. It is an effort to discharge his anger, contempt, and hostility toward women – to hurt, degrade, and humiliate.  It is an effort to counteract feelings of vulnerability and inadequacy in himself and to assert his strength and power – to control and exploit. It is an effort to deny sexual anxieties and doubts, and reaffirm his identity, competency and manhood. It is an effort to retain status among male peers, and it is an effort to achieve sexual gratification.  Rape is equivalent to symptom formation in that it serves to defend against anxiety, to express a conflict, and to gratify an impulse.  It is symptomatic of personality dysfunction, associated more with conflict and stress than with pleasure and satisfaction.  Sexuality is not the only – nor the primary – motive underlying rape. It is, however, the means through which conflict surrounding issues of anger and power become discharged. Rape is always a combination of anger, power, sexuality, and each of these components must be examined in evaluating the offender and assessing the impact of the assault on the victim and the nature of her trauma.


. . .The assault triggers an acute disruption of the victim’s physiological, psychological, social, and sexual lifestyle as evidenced by somatic problems, disturbances in sleeping and eating patterns, and the development of minor mood swings and fears specific to the circumstances of the assault.(1)  The sexual offense, from this standpoint, constitutes a situational crisis imposed on the victim, and the impact of the assault may disrupt the bio-psycho-social functioning of the victim for an indefinite period of time. Tragically, her victimization often does not end with the assault.


(1) Ann Wolbert Burgess and Lynda Lytle Holmstrom, Rape: Crisis and Recovery



Horn: "Just forget all this crap about 'motherhood' and 'marriage' – it's not for you. You'd kill any poor kid or slob who ever lived with you – can't you see that? You're a real sick girl. If you weren't such a sick lesbian, you wouldn't even be interested in any of those weak men in the first place. All you really need is a big, juicy cock and royal fuck in the ass from a REAL Man!"



Since the "REAL Man" could never stand rejection or take "NO" for an answer, stop lying or quit pretending and projecting, scapegoating and gaslighting, he arranged and conducted a special class and kangaroo court, forced "confession" and character assassination, claiming that his rape victim was "a Real Man hater" and "man eater" – "rotten apple" and "rotten egg" – "habitual liar" and "self-willed, ill-willed bitch" – "hateful, hard-hearted Snow Queen, Judas and betrayer of Christ, evil saboteur and enemy of 'the Work'." 


Then, the "REAL Man" told Abe's father Bob: "Pick the kid up and keep him away from her!"


Sharon called me the next day to say:


"You must feel relieved now that the baby is gone."


"No, sorry – you can't have any contact with him until you start to 'wake up' and 'get well'. It's for his own good. You're a sick lesbian and vicious, murderous mother. You'd kill the poor boy 'in essence' if he stayed with you. He's already becoming autistic."







Sharon: "You should try to forget the child.  Just pretend you're a distant relative – like the boy's aunt, or something."



From The San Francisco Progress – Jan. 12, 1979


 A long-term member, single at the time, was directed to marry up – or get out…  The problem was that the young lady he met and married didn't know about the package deal, i.e., that she didn't just get a husband, but a weird theatre group, and the Horns, too.  When she did get the big picture, she also got out.  She got two things for her pains:  a beating and an annulment.  She was pregnant at the time, by about a month…


Kathleen Salmon-Mandis was also pregnant when she left.  When I asked her (given the facts that members spent all of their spare time working at the theatre, often ‘til near dawn, when they would go to their daytime jobs) what child-care was provided, she answered with anger in her voice.

“None! The babies and toddlers were kept in cribs backstage until all hours. The parents didn’t have time to give to the kids and the theater, too. The theater took precedence.”

Reproduction was a big factor in the group. At one juncture, Sharon Gans-Horn directed all of the couples to get pregnant within thirty days. All complied, except one couple who just didn’t seem to be able to meet the deadline.

When Kathleen Salmon left the group, Mark divorced her. Shortly after the birth of the child, Mark Salmon and Fred Mindel appeared on her doorstep and demanded custody of the child. Using the usual tactics of the Horn philosophy, they told her that “she was an unfit mother who would kill her child.”  The terrified mother finally placed a call to the police and the pair fled.



Anonymous said on Esoteric Freedom blog
Jan, 9, 2010:


Can anyone tell me why an adopted child and her sister will never be told the truth? Older students adopted a younger student's child nearly 30 years ago while I was in the group. I am still in touch with this troubled young woman who still does not know, and when confronted her parents will never reveal the truth, and the birth mother will not come forward. The girl needs to know as she is now facing serious health problems, and family history could help. I have really tried to understand possible reasoning for this behavior from a teacher of 'the Work'. Even if it is not 'the Work,' Sharon and Robert still 'think' they are representing it [so] why would they insist on burying the truth to this extent? What profit or benefit [could there be] to all or any involved? Can anyone reading this enlighten me? Who would ever want to go to their grave with the burden of these kind of lies! Can a mother forget the child of her womb????



Diogenes said on Esoteric Freedom blog

Sept 17, 2010:


As usual, it is the women who were hurt most. And like rape victims who do not testify because it is too painful to go through that [ordeal], the women who were hurt by the Gans-Horn cult do not come forward. But unless they do come forth … it is all hearsay.



Sharon said: "We're only trying to help you 'get well' — but you always think you know best. But what do you know, anyway?  Have you seen the Light?  Bob has his problems, but they're nothing like yours – YOU can't do anything right!"


"Who do you think you're kidding and trying to fool?! You weren't supposed get married or have any more children! You're a lesbian – don't you know that by now? You were supposed to join the other single females who 'agreed' to participate in my husband's 'sexual experimentations'…  My husband is really mad. I strongly advise you to get the marriage annulled tomorrow and participate in his most important 'work on being'."


"No, you can't see the child again for awhile. You need a 'period of adjustment' with your new husband."


   "Why don't you just admit what a cheap cunt, tramp and whore you are. . . stop lying and quit trying to whitewash your filthy life."



The unconscious projection of one's own problems onto others helps to reduce tension. But what about the real situation?



Anonymous said on Esoteric Freedom blog

May 4, 2009 [excerpt]:


No, most of the stories have not been told.  I hear new ones all the time.  I meet people who left the group 20-30 years ago and have not spoken to anyone about it since.  Some people are still under the code of silence.  The most sensitive of those stories have not been told on the web.  You haven’t heard about the rapes and sexual humiliations yet . . . not the old stuff from California but the stuff that is still going on . . . Have you heard about Sharon's abortions?  About the abortions she forced other women to have?  You have not heard the actual names of many of these people yet. Their families still do not know.  Many children still do not know who their real parents are because they were traded at birth within the group.  Marriages are still being forced on people.  People are still being manipulated into divorcing loving spouses. It will all come out. Give it time.



Cber7 said on Rick Ross – Mar 5, 2005 [excerpt]:


How do they succeed?  How do they get away with all of this?  How do they fool so many people so much of the time?  You might as well ask how did Hitler and Stalin get away with their agenda.  It is the exact same chilling phenomenon, just a different scale.  Hitler and Stalin liquidated people who got in their way or threatened them.  Stalin, when he did not make people "disappear" sent them to the Gulags. With Sharon Gans or Alex Horn, when they send you away, you too become a non-person.  You are in fact treated as a disease by the diseased!



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