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On January 3, 2009, Jett Travolta, the son of John Travolta and Kelly Preston, died at the age of 16 after suffering a seizure and hitting his head in the bathroom of his parents’ vacation home. During his life, Jett Travolta was basically a recluse because he suffered from autism, a fact that John Travolta only admitted after his son died. Why did he wait that long? Because Travolta and Kelly Preston are Scientologists. And since autism is generally treated with antidepressant and antipsychotic medications, they chose to place Jett on a “detox regimen” and told people he suffered from Kawasaki syndrome (found most commonly in Japanese kids under the age of 5). Why not give their son proper treatment? Because Scientology believes the practice of psychiatry is destructive and abusive and must be abolished. So keep that in mind when you read an interview Kelly Preston gave to Health magazine crediting Scientology for helping her through the death of her son. Yes, you read that right. Huffington Post reports:
The actress and mother to 11-year-old Ella Bleu and baby boy, Benjamin told Health magazine’s September issue that the Scientology center was her rock during her most difficult times: “I don’t know if I would have made it through without [the Scientology center]. We’ve been able to navigate through it and to come to a place that is a lot better.” This isn’t the first time that Preston has made her devotion to Scientology public. Preston previously sang her praises to Scientology’s founder on the “Today” show: “L. Ron Hubbard found that the single source of aberration, of psychosomatic illnesses, stress, fears, worry, things like that, have to do with the reactive mind, and in that part of the mind is different words and commands that can come back to affect you later in your life. I’m blessed with, my kids have always been amazing, very calm, very peaceful, happy, and I absolutely know that it’s very much because of that.”
Kelly, I hate to point this out, but SCIENTOLOGY KILLED YOUR FUCKING SON! You can hug Jesus or L. Ron Hubbard all you want, but when they hinder your ability to make logical and informed medical decisions, it’s time to reevaluate what purpose those beliefs and faith are trying to serve. I don’t care if Jesus did walk on water. Praying won’t fix my torn ACL. Beer and painkillers have worked a whole lot better than Jesus so far.
