When the aliens come to pick us all up (I mean, cart off the wackos), we have to be sure to let them know where we are, I mean, identify ground zero:
(Aerial pictures of Scientology’s underground archive in New Mexico. More info on what Scientology is doing archiving L. Ron Hubbard’s nonsense. Perhaps there’s something buried in them thar hills about his two-day battle with a magnetic deposit.)