#West Palm Beach Car Graphics

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The importance of professional automotive paint services in West Palm Beach

Your vehicle's paint is more than just a decorative feature—it serves as a protective barrier against the elements, enhancing your car's appearance and resale value. In West Palm Beach, where the sun’s UV rays, humidity, and occasional salt exposure can take a toll on your vehicle, professional automotive paint services are essential. Superior Exotic Color & Paint, a trusted name in the industry, emphasizes the importance of high-quality automotive paint services to keep your car looking and performing its best.

Enhancing Your Vehicle’s Appearance

A professionally applied Automotive Paint West Palm Beach job can transform the appearance of your vehicle, restoring its showroom-quality look or giving it a completely new style. Over time, your car’s exterior may develop:

Scratches and dents from minor accidents

Fading and discoloration due to prolonged sun exposure

Swirl marks or uneven patches from improper cleaning techniques

Professional automotive paint services address these imperfections with precision, ensuring a flawless, even finish. Shops like Superior Exotic Color & Paint use advanced tools and techniques to achieve impeccable results that boost your car’s visual appeal.

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In West Palm Beach, the environment presents unique challenges for vehicle owners. The sun’s intense UV rays can cause paint to fade or oxidize, while salty air from nearby beaches accelerates rust and corrosion. Professional automotive paint services help protect your car from these elements through:

High-quality paints and clear coats that resist UV damage and prevent fading.

Protective coatings, such as ceramic or sealants, to shield the paint from salt, dirt, and grime.

These measures not only preserve your car’s appearance but also extend the lifespan of its exterior.

Increasing Resale Value

When it comes to selling or trading in your vehicle, first impressions matter. A well-maintained exterior with professional-quality paint significantly increases your car’s resale value. Potential buyers are more likely to pay a premium for a car that looks polished and cared for.

Professional automotive paint services can:

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Advanced techniques such as pearlescent and candy finishes.

Custom graphics and detailing for a one-of-a-kind look.

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Ensuring Longevity and Durability

DIY paint jobs or amateur services may seem like cost-effective options, but they often fail to deliver the durability and quality of professional work. Inferior materials or improper techniques can result in:

Uneven finishes or bubbling.

Paint that chips, peels, or fades quickly.

Poor adhesion, leading to premature wear.

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Advanced Tools and Techniques

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Digital color matching systems to ensure seamless blending with your car’s existing paint.

High-tech spray booths for precise application in a controlled environment.

Eco-friendly solutions that minimize environmental impact without compromising quality.

These innovations allow professionals to achieve finishes that exceed industry standards, ensuring your vehicle looks its absolute best.

Saving Time and Effort

Painting a car is a complex process that requires skill, patience, and the right equipment. Attempting a DIY job or working with inexperienced painters can lead to unsatisfactory results and wasted time. Professional automotive Automotive Paint West Palm Beach services streamline the process by:

Handling surface preparation, including sanding and priming.

Applying paint in multiple thin layers for a smooth, even finish.

Adding clear coats and protective layers to enhance gloss and durability.

With experts handling the details, you can rest assured that your vehicle will receive the care it deserves while saving yourself time and effort.

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Premium materials and eco-friendly options.

Personalized service tailored to your needs and preferences.

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[eloves-writes]

102 degrees

[spencer reid x reader]

summary : spencer gets a little flustered by reader on a particularly hot case

a/n : i hope this makes sense bc i have a really weird feeling that it doesn’t lmao anyways hope you enjoy & as always, requests are open! <3

couple - spencer reid x (she/her) reader

content warnings - mentions of bodies/victims (not graphic) , very brief reference to a knife (also not graphic)

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florida was always hot, and always an unpleasant place to be sent for a case in mid-july. heat made things difficult; difficult to keep a level head, difficult to solve the case when the bodies decomposed twice as fast, and difficult for spencer reid to concentrate when his beautiful co-worker was wearing such little clothing.

you were dressed that morning in loose fitting pants and a white spaghetti strap tank top that made it far too easy for the boy genius’ eyes to wander over to your chest. you had noticed a few days ago (of course, spencer knew a lot of words but clearly subtle wasn’t one of them) the level of his eyeline, and had decided to tease him with your favourite selection of tank tops. usually if a man objectified you, you’d make a point of shifting your gun holster just to remind him it was there, but with spencer it was different. the way he couldn’t stop himself from watching you with the sort of innate curiosity expected from a young child walking by a candy store, the way he turned his head and scratched his cheek when you went to meet his eyes. you didn’t mind it too much.

“can i get anyone a coffee?” hotch asked, his customary suit jacket hung over the back of his chair.

“i’m alright thanks,” emily replied. you noticed jj shooting her similar looks to the ones reid was giving you and you smirked to yourself.

“could you get me a soda?” you asked. “it’s too hot for coffee.”

there were various murmurs across the room of “yeah, a soda sounds good,” before hotch left and you all went back to the case. when he returned, he brought news on the case.

“a body was just found a few miles west of palm beach, appears to be the same M.O. and victim type as our unsub. y/l/n, reid, can you go and check it out? garcia’s already sent you the location.”

you took a single sip of your soda before standing up. “come on then spence.”

he followed you out of the police station like a lost puppy, handing you the keys to the SUV. it was a shame he didn’t like to drive- he looked pretty hot in the driver’s seat if you could admit it. still, he climbed into the passenger side and began to talk about some statistic about summer temperatures in florida. you took an unwonted interest in the way he spoke; he seemed nervous, and he kept pausing as if he expected you to interrupt him. you didn't. he only stopped when you stretched your arm to the back of his seat to look behind you as you parked the car. you were suddenly a lot closer to him than you had been previously, and the position allowed spencer to get a waft of your perfume and an eyeful of your chest. he froze up until you moved back and then hurriedly exited the car. you snickered to yourself as you momentarily watched him stand on the pavement blushing and fiddling with the strap of his bag. you thought he was cute when he was flustered.

hotch had been right, the body that had been found definitely was of your unsub and the local police deputy was waiting for you as you walked up to the dump site.

“fbi right?” he asked, glancing you both up and down. “you look fresh out of high school.”

you and spencer exchanged a certain type of look before heading to inspect the body. the deputy could identify the body so you sent the name to garcia, bending over to get a better look at the victim. reid wasn’t looking at the victim though, rather at you as you tied your hair. he followed your fingers as they traced up your sweat-covered neck to pull the hair into a ponytail and he couldn’t help but imagine you doing it over him and not over the dead body of a young woman. he realised the thoughts were completely inappropriate, but you somehow sent his self control out of the window. eventually you finished your inspection and headed back to the car.

once you were both sat down, you turned to face spencer as the engine started up. he looked at you puzzled.

“are we .... going?” he asked hesitantly, aware of you in such close proximity to him once again.

you leaned over, resting your elbow on his seat so you were face to face. “not yet, pretty boy. for the brains of the team, you’re certainly making me do all the work today.”

“i am?”

“yup. you let me do all the work whilst you stood and ... admired me,” you flirted. you weren’t usually so bold, but he was like putty in your hand and you simply couldn’t resist.

he gulped, his face flushing a shade of pink. “i was?”

“something interesting about me this week, reid? can’t seem to take your eyes off me.”

“no, no nothing interesting. not that you’re not interesting, you are interesting- not more interesting than usual. you’re pretty! erm, i didn’t mean to say that- why are you laughing?”

you took a minute, then started to drive. spencer sat in silence, wholly unsure of what to say in the situation he found himself in. the tension in the car was so thick you could have cut it with a knife. you were biding your time, waiting until it was almost unbearable to answer his question. the moment came as you pulled back into the police station parking lot. you dramatically looked over to him and he nervously gulped once again.

you held back another laugh, thoroughly enjoying yourself. “so you think i’m pretty, huh.”

his pitch noticeably increased in his reply. “yeah, yeah, i guess you’re pretty, yeah.”

your face was again unsettlingly close to his, and his eyes kept unconsciously flicking to your lips.

“you want to kiss me, pretty boy?”

his eyes widened, but no words came out of his mouth. prentiss wasn’t kidding when she said pretty girls slashed his IQ to 60.

“because i’d quite like to kiss you,” you said, bringing your voice down to a whisper. “would that be ok?”

“mhm, yup.”

you both lent in to close to gap between you, so close you could almost feel his lips on yours- but you pulled back at the last minute.

“very unprofessional spence, keep your eyes to yourself,” you smiled cheekily, winking at him as you got out the car. you immediately began to walk into the precinct but an arm firmly caught yours.

“can’t get enough of me can you pretty boy-” you began, cut off by spencer kissing you, hard. his sudden dominance caught you off guard and you couldn’t stop yourself getting lost in the taste of him, and the feeling of his hands in your hair untangling your handiwork.

“oh. my. god,” a voice came from behind you both. you quickly pulled away to reveal a cocky looking prentiss and a shocked looking hotch.

“wow,” she started sarcastically. “i simply never saw this coming. what about you boss?”

hotch gave her a disapproving look, then reluctantly brought 2 $10 bills out his back pocket and handed it to her.

“were you betting on us kissing?” you exclaimed, your cheeks the same colour as emily’s red shirt.

“absolutely not,” hotch answered seriously. “we were betting on who’d catch you.”

“and you called me unprofessional,” spencer laughed uncomfortably as you headed inside.

“hey! you were staring at my tits all week that definitely qualifies!”

“agents, behave.”

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Color coordination

Font style and size

Image quality

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Beyond Graphic Designing For Vehicles

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Written by : Greg Stefaniak

Source : https://vehicleandboatwraps.wordpress.com/2017/07/22/crd-wraps-designs-best-vehicle-wraps-in-west-palm-beach-florida/

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CRD Wrpas is the best vehicle wraps, car wraps, truck wraps, boat wraps designing company in West Palm Beach combined with the most appealing graphic designing & marketing skills.

How To Be Wise When Selecting A Suitable Vehicle Wall Graphics Designer In West Palm Beach To Partner With

If you are thinking of using car wraps graphics to market your business in West Palm Beach you would have made the right decision. Evaluating the cost of benefits such an investment would bring to your business would have made such a decision. In terms of gaining healthy returns on investment you would need to create the best possible wrap to suit your requirement. Owing to all the benefits a well-designed wrap would bring, it is important to find the best wrap professionals to partner with to make sure you get the best returns from the investment you make. CRD Wraps is the best vehicle wraps, car wraps, truck wraps, boat wraps designing company in West Palm Beach combined with the most appealing graphic designing & marketing skills. For the West Palm Beach businesses CRD Wraps delivers the vehicle graphics with high level of impressions and conversion rates. If you are in West Palm Beach or surroundings CRD Wraps (CRDWraps.com) is a highly recommended vehicle wraps designer to contact. Do not forget to check out reviews on Facebook for CRD Wraps, visit http://www.facebook.com/pg/Crdwraps/reviews/.

CRD Wraps Designs Car Wraps Graphics in West Palm Beach

A major component of creating attractive and effective vehicle wraps falls under graphic designing. Therefore as you look to find a suitable professional from West Palm Beach to undertake the design of your wraps, you will first need to evaluate how successful they are in this aspect. It is important to be cautious about bundle deals that offer printing and installation with design. This is because no matter how good the print and installation work is, it cannot make up for a poor quality design. Even though CRD Wraps offers all kind of vehicle graphic designing, they are mastered in specific vehicle wraps design too, such as Car Wraps Designing. Are you looking for a car wraps designing professional in West Palm Beach, the CRD Wraps is the best choice. Refer http://www.google.com/search?q=crd+wraps+reviews to understand the quality of vehicle wraps the CRD Wraps designs for businesses in West Palm Beach and South Florida.

Therefore you will first need to start by evaluating previous work that showcase the design quality of the professional. Any recognized professional would have a portfolio of designs to showcase this aspect. When you are looking through such work samples, you should focus on the nature of business the wrap has been designed for and what type of message needs to be conveyed. Remember, the design should be able to grab attention and be clear to the viewer within about 5 seconds. Some of the areas that can be used to create an effective design include:

Color coordination

Font style and size

Image quality

Positioning on the surface of the vehicle

Beyond Graphic Designing For Vehicles

Once you have judged how good the professional is in creating a suitable graphic design, you should then look at the print and finishing quality of the work of the vehicle wall graphics designer. For even the best graphic design to stand out, the proper media and ink need to be used. Ideally a good professional will have a wide array of such materials from which you can pick based on the finish and durability you expect out of the wrap.

Written by : Greg Stefaniak

Source : https://vehicleandboatwraps.wordpress.com/2017/07/22/crd-wraps-designs-best-vehicle-wraps-in-west-palm-beach-florida/

[tasteforrot]

Thanksgiving in Palm Beach

In Florida, I make sure to always call my dad “dad.”

Dad, do you know what you want to order?

What time is it, dad?

Dad, where do you want to sit, dad?

(Never daddy.)

People still make their assumptions, though.  Two years ago, my dad and I went out for dinner in Fort Lauderdale.  The host brought us to a small table in the corner of the restaurant.  This is more intimate, they said, before wink- ing and walking off.  In the host’s defense, I was dressed like someone’s third wife, in a stark white jumpsuit, cut low enough to reveal a black velvet bra.  It is possible I’m the one to blame.

Eleven years ago though, when I was 14 and wore only Delia’s graphic tees, my dad took me to see Jewel in concert.  Halfway through “Who Will Save Your Soul” a woman in the row behind us tapped his shoulder, hard.  Why don’t you date someone your own age? she wanted to know.  My dad insisted that I was his daughter, but she didn’t believe him.  That’s Florida.

Or it’s part of Florida.  It’s South Florida.  North Florida is church country. It’s Waffle Houses and Cracker Barrels.  It’s billboards that tell you how old fetuses are when they start to develop fingernails.  Central Florida is Disney World and Sea World and this massive water park where some kid I went to elementary school with died on a family vacation.  Where I’m from is noth- ing like that.  People like to say that the more south you get in Florida, the\ more north your go.  Where I’m from in Broward County, billboards feature ads for breast augmentation and MenOnlyLaw.com.  There are more 24-hour tanning salons than there are churches, and more pawn shops than there are used car lots, with flags touting messages like “Pool For Kids, Golf For You!” “Homes from the $30s!” “Buy, Buy, Buy!” That’s South Florida.

Two weeks after Donald Trump is elected President, my dad and I make the hour-long drive up to West Palm Beach.  As we get closer, I watch planes fly over 95, and wonder if any of the planes I’m seeing carry Donald, Melania, and Barron.  I decide to give the middle finger to a few of the smaller planes, just in case, a gesture that immediately makes me feel stupid and small.

Donald Trump’s vacation home would be in South Florida, I tell my boyfriend, by which I Mean Donald Trump loves gaudy things and, when it comes to gaudiness, South Florida is the capital of the United States of America.  West Palm has always appeared to me as classier than the town where I grew up, but it’s still South Florida.  It’s glamorous, sure, but it’s far from refined, far from classy or subtle.

“Subtlety is not our strength” is one of the slogans Ivanka uses to market Trump buildings.  This is ‘fuck off’ money, my dad says as we drive through one of West Palm’s tony neighborhoods.  We don’t know anyone who lives here.  We’re here for the view.  Do you know what that means? my dad asks.  I don’t respond.  It means you have so much money you can tell anyone to 'fuck off.’  I don’t respond.  We sit in silence for a bit until my dad exclaims, Oh, look.  That was Bernie Madoff’s home.  I’m going to slow down.  Take a picture. So, we slow down and I take a picture.

Back in the 90s, when my dad was still flipping houses, he was a fan of Trump’s.  My mom likes to tell the story of when they were still married and visited New York on vacation.  He made her stand in the lobby of Trump Tower with him for hours, until Donald appeared.  My dad had planned to tell Trump that he was his business role model, but when Trump finally appeared, my dad was too nervous to speak.  My fearless father, made speechless in the presence of Donald J. Trump.

My dad didn’t vote for Trump.  Nowadays, he finds him, in a word, deplor- able.  Still, it’s clear to me there’s a part of him that still finds Trump a bit appealing, if only for his money and Melania.

I try not to listen whenever I hear Ivanka start to speak.  She’s no less a vulgar arriviste than the rest of them.  But when I heard that at the age of 17 she forbid her father from dating anyone younger than her, I thought, Okay. Now, that I get.  My dad’s current girlfriend is four years older than me and 35 years younger than him.  I’ve met her once.  She was nice, but I don’t think we’ll be friends.  Everyone tells me I look like Melania, she said at one point in the evening.  I take it as a huge compliment.

But my dad’s Melania isn’t here tonight.  When I ask him where she is, he shrugs.  It’s the same response he gave when I asked if he loved her.

My dad and I celebrate Thanksgiving at the home of a family friend of a family friend, 2.7 miles down the road from Mar-a-Lago.  We eat outside.  It’s November and I keep having to wipe the sweat from the back on my neck.

I’d assumed politics would be the topic on everyone’s mind but instead we’re discussing genetics.  How is Ivanka so hot and Tiffany isn’t hot at all?  Tiffany’s mom is hotter than Ivanka’s mom, someone asks.  The men at the table nod the nod of excellent point.  So do some of the women.  Are they abiding by their role of ingénue or is that how they really feel?  I don’t know what to do or say, so I pull out my phone and open Safari.

Search: Bernie Madoff’s Palm Beach House Search: town of Palm Beach election 2017 Search: do people in Palm Beach like Donald Trump Search: Tiffany Trump’s mom

Towards the end of the evening, I’m approached by a grey-haired man.  He’s handsome in a slick, slightly evil looking way.  "What’s your name?“ he asks. Jenny, I tell him.  Even my name feels like too much to give this man. The man smiled with his too white teeth.  Is that your boyfriend, Jenny?  He nods towards my dad, who is biting the head off a chocolate turkey.  I’ve had too much white wine and not enough stuffing.  I don’t want to engage with this kind of man.  I know this kind of man.  I know this is the kind of man who will only leave me alone out of respect for another man.  "Yes,” I tell him. “That’s my boyfriend.”

[howwelldoyouknowyourmoon]

Nansook Hong – In the Shadow of the Moons book, part 6

Six months before I fled the Moon compound, I posed with True Mother and True Father on the 100th Day anniversary of Shin Hoon’s birth. Because his drinking and drug use left Hyo Jin in no condition to participate, we went without the traditional 100th Day celebration.

In The Shadow Of The Moons: My Life In The Reverend Sun Myung Moon’s Family by Nansook Hong  1998  

Chapter 10    

page 207

My children had insisted that all they wanted was a little house they could call their own. That’s what they got. We moved into a modest split-level in an unpretentious neighborhood of Lexington, Massachusetts, the birthplace of the American Revolution. It seemed like a fitting place to begin my new life. Like the Minuteman whose statue dominates the town green, I, too, had declared my independence from an oppressor.

There is no freedom, though, without security. At my lawyers’ urging, the first thing I did when we reached Massachusetts was file a request with the court for an order of protection to prohibit Hyo Jin from having any contact with me. I could imagine his fury when he had awakened and found us gone. I wanted to do what I could to discourage him from trying to find us.

In my affidavit filed with the Massachusetts probate court, I tried to explain that this was not a typical domestic violence case. I was afraid not only of my husband but of the powerful religious cult that sheltered him. Attempts by any member to break away from the Unification Church are fiercely resisted. What would Sun Myung Moon and his minions do to get his daughter-in-law and five grandchildren back behind the iron gates of East Garden?

The entire legal procedure was intimidating for me, but my fears were eased by the Boston lawyers I had hired with the help of my brother. Ailsa Deitmeyer, an associate in the firm, was especially reassuring, perhaps because she is a woman, perhaps because she is graced with a compassionate heart. She made me feel safe at last.

The court impounded my new address to thwart any efforts by my husband and the Unification Church to contact me. I knew, however, that it was only a matter of time before they learned where I was living. I was a woman with five children, without resources. Where would I go? The Moons eventually would figure out that I had come to my brother; it would not be long before they found me.

I knew that a court order was just a piece of paper, but I thought it might be enough to discourage the Moons from any ideas about taking my children by force. How many custody cases, in circumstances far less bizarre than mine, involve the kidnapping of children?

Standing in the dingy courtroom in Cambridge, I looked past the peeling paint and battered benches. My eyes focused on the American flag. I thanked God I was in America. That flag was protecting me, a Korean girl who had come to this country illegally, who was not yet a citizen. Of all Sun Myung Moon’s sins, I thought, his attacks on America were the most vile. He was rich and powerful; I was neither, but we were equal before that flag. The scales would not have been so balanced in my homeland. For me, on that summer day, the United States meant freedom. The stars and stripes were the most beautiful sight I had ever seen.

After helping me unload the cars, Madelene returned immediately to New York and her job at Manhattan Center in order not to arouse suspicion. Hyo Jin had not guessed her role in our escape. He called her every day to ask if she had heard from me. He ordered her to hire a private investigator with Manhattan Center funds to find me, an order she ignored. When I had not returned or contacted Hyo Jin after a few days, the focus of his demands on Madelene changed.

In a telephone conversation that she recorded, Hyo Jin told Madelene to meet him at the corner of 125th Street and Riverside Drive in Harlem with enough money for him to score some crack cocaine. “I just want to numb this feeling, just do the crack. At least when I do it, I can get lost in it. Maddie, I’m sorry, but I have no other choice. I can’t deal with these feelings. . . . I don’t want to ask anybody else. Come on, Maddie. Do this one for me. Come on. . . . I’ve got nothing to lose, Madelene. O.K.?”

The next day Madelene drove Hyo Jin to the airport for his trip to a drug treatment program at the Hazelden Clinic in West Palm Beach, Florida. He spent the ride detailing to Madelene the torture he would subject me to if he ever found me. He described graphically how he would peel off my skin and pull out my toenails. I had good reason to be afraid of him.

He lasted at Hazelden only a few days before doctors asked him to leave, citing his lack of cooperation. The Moons sent him next to California to the Betty Ford Clinic, where he remained for more than a month in their detoxification program. It had taken the loss of his wife and children to force Hyo Jin Moon and his parents to address his addiction to alcohol and cocaine. I knew they would expect me to be heartened by this development, but I knew Hyo Jin too well. He would do what he had to do to appease his parents, but I had little faith that whatever level of sobriety he reached in confinement could be sustained once he returned to East Garden.

My children and I, on the other hand, were drunk on our new freedom. Our house was cramped, our sleeping quarters tight, but we were together, out of the shadow of the Moons. The kitchen was especially small, although that was not an immediate concern, since I did not know how to cook. Meal preparation was one of so many domestic chores I had never learned to do. The staff at East Garden had met all of my daily needs for fourteen years. Chefs, launderers, housekeepers, hairdressers, nannies, plumbers, carpenters, auto mechanics, locksmiths, electricians, tailors, gardeners, dentists, doctors, and dozens of security guards were always on call. I did not know how to run a dishwasher, how to mow a lawn, how to operate a washing machine. The first time the toilet over-flowed, I called Madelene in New York in a panic.

It was a difficult adjustment for me, but it was harder still for my children, who had been treated since birth like princes and princesses. It was not easy for children accustomed to maid service to learn to hang up their clothes, to take out the trash, and to clean up their rooms, but they did. They learned to share bedrooms and wait to use our one bathroom. No longer part of the True Family, superior in status to their peers, they adapted to the new egalitarian realities of their lives and began to make friends as equals.

I had neither the money nor the inclination to send them to the kind of private schools they had attended in New York. Tuition for them the previous year had totaled fifty-six thousand dollars. If I was going to immerse my children in the real world, what better place to start than the public schools? Lexington is a comfortable suburb west of Boston with an excellent school system. I was grateful for that.

My children and I stumbled toward self-sufficiency together. 

We had a lot to learn, but we were not alone. My sister and my brother and his wife helped and supported me. Having them close by meant not feeling afraid as we embarked on this new life. The children had their cousins and I had adults who understood the painful and awkward transition I was trying to make. The worries that disturbed my sleep were not the kind a friendly neighbor could easily relate to over a cup of tea.

I had timed our escape so that it would coincide as closely as possible with the start of the new school year. I knew the children would miss their friends, and I was eager for them to be able to make new ones as soon as possible. In September I enrolled Shin June in seventh grade. She would be the only one of my children at the middle school. She was the oldest and the most independent; I was confident that she would do well academically and socially. The other children would all attend the same neighborhood elementary school. The baby would keep me busy at home.

Their teachers reported few adjustment problems and I saw a house full of happy children. Their father had had so little to do with their lives in New York that it was no surprise to me that they felt only relief that he, as well as all the abuse he represented, was absent from their lives in Massachusetts. Shin June played the flute with a local wind ensemble. Shin Gil made friends easily but was very sensitive to being reprimanded, no matter how gently, by me or a teacher. His teacher reported taking him into the hall once when he seemed tearful to ask what was bothering him. “He told me he used to live in a mansion,” she reported. “Now there isn’t much privacy and there isn’t as much to do. He misses his friends. I asked about his dad. He said that once in a while he misses his dad but that his dad was a drunk who yelled a lot.”

Not surprisingly, the first pressure the Moons applied to force us back to East Garden was financial. What savings I had covered our food and basic necessities. My paycheck from Manhattan Center made the difference between being able to pay the monthly mortgage and not. My lawyers had been assured by attorneys for Hyo Jin that those checks would continue to be issued to me until we worked out a temporary child-support arrangement through the probate court.

They weren’t. My lawyers filed a formal request with the court for child support. “It appears Ms. Moon’s check will be withheld, perhaps trying to force her back into an abusive relationship,” my lawyers wrote to church representatives. “Ms. Moon’s decision to seek safety from a horrendously dangerous situation was not reached lightly. Having made the decision, however, she is determined not to return, regardless.”

With my brother’s and sister’s help, I had hired Choate, Hall and Stewart, one of Boston’s finest firms, to represent me in what I anticipated would be a protracted divorce case. We knew I would need the best lawyers in the city if I was going to take on the Moons. Like so many women facing divorce, I had no idea how I would pay my lawyers. In a study on gender bias in the courts in 1989, the Massachusetts Supreme Judicial Court had concluded that “there is too little legal help available to moderate income women, in part because judges fail to award adequate counsel fees, especially during the pendency of litigation.”

My chief lawyers were a brilliant Boston Brahmin named Weld S. Henshaw and his skilled and empathetic associate Ailsa De Prada Deitmeyer. They were confident that the court would require Hyo Jin to pay my legal bills. As experienced as he was, Weld conceded he had never encountered a divorce case quite like mine. Hyo Jin Moon was not the typical defendant; determining his real assets would not be a simple matter.

Hyo Jin retained law firms in New York and Massachusetts, including the Manhattan firm of Levy, Gutman, Goldberg and Kaplan. Gutman was Jeremiah S. Gutman, the former head of the New York Civil Liberties Union, the man who had championed Sun Myung Moon’s cause when he was convicted of tax evasion in 1982.

Our case was assigned to Massachusetts probate court judge Edward Ginsburg. He was a fair-minded gentleman, nearing retirement, who ran his Concord probate courtroom in a firm but folksy manner. Something of an eccentric, Judge Ginsburg was easy to spot arriving for work on summer mornings. He was the fellow in the blue seersucker suit with the yappy blond poodle on a leash. His dog, Pumpkin, accompanied the judge to the courthouse every day.

No sooner had I asked the court to require Hyo Jin to support his children than I heard from the Moons directly. Money was a great motivator. In Jin sent a letter through my attorneys to urge me to drop my legal action and come home. She enclosed an audio tape from Mrs. Moon, making the same plea.

It was startling to hear Mrs. Moon’s voice in my new surroundings. She could not hide her anger, but she made attempts to sound caring and to be distraught at my departure. The True Family needed to be intact. The bottom line, as always, was that I was at fault. “Nansook, your behavior is not acceptable to all the people who love you.” She predicted that I would be condemned by many people in the future and urged me to return “. . . without being changed.”

It struck me, as it always had, how selective the Moons could be when applying the teachings of the Divine Principle. No one lived her belief in forgiveness more openly than I. Hadn’t I forgiven Hyo Jin when he left me for another woman weeks after our wedding? Hadn’t I forgiven Hyo Jin when he gave me herpes? Hadn’t I forgiven Hyo Jin when he took up with prostitutes? Hadn’t I forgiven Hyo Jin when he squandered hundreds of thousands of dollars that had been intended for our children’s futures? Hadn’t I forgiven Hyo Jin when he beat me and spat upon me? Hadn’t I forgiven Hyo Jin when he abandoned me and our children for a life of drug and alcohol abuse? Hadn’t I forgiven Hyo Jin when he took a lover on the day I brought our newborn son home from the hospital?

I was not the one who had failed to consider the consequences of my actions. I had spent fourteen years refusing to entertain the idea that I could leave Hyo Jin Moon, that I could make a claim to a life free of fear and violence. I had not left East Garden precipitously. I had tried mightily to make my marriage work. Had the Moons ever thought that it was them, not I, who could be wrong?

In Jin’s letter was similar to Mrs. Moon’s tape in its judgmental tone. She expressed sympathy for my situation but scoffed at my seeking a restraining order against Hyo Jin, a man who had beaten, humiliated, and threatened me for fourteen years. She accused me of exaggerating the claims in my restraining order that I feared for my life. But her major point was apparently to try and convince me not to use the legal system against the Moons.

She hinted that it would be easy to attribute dark motives to my decision to leave. “Some have even commented that you left your husband after all these years only because he had lost his job and his position in the family,” she wrote. I could only convince the family of my good intentions by returning and helping Hyo Jin confront and conquer his alcoholism and drug abuse. “You are hurting everyone who loves you by using the legal system to get what you want,” she said, describing the system as “adversarial” and the end result as hurt for everyone.

It was impossible for the Moons to understand that I had already been hurt. I did not want a reconciliation; I wanted release from the abuse of a violent husband and the hold of a religion that had already consumed twenty-nine years of my life. I had never felt a stronger presence of God in my life than at the moment when I decided to flee East Garden. He had lifted the veil from my eyes; I was seeing clearly for the first time. I would never go back.

On October 25, the court ordered Hyo Jin to make monthly support payments for the children and appointed a social worker, Mary Lou Kaufman, to investigate whether visits with their father were in the best interests of our children. I did not want to deprive my children of contact with either their dad or their grandparents. However problematic the relationship, there was no question in my mind that children deserve two parents and two sets of grandparents. I knew that Hyo Jin loved our children, as much as a man as self-absorbed as he could love anyone. However, I urged Ms. Kaufman not to permit visits until the children were more settled and there was demonstrable evidence that Hyo Jin had stopped abusing drugs and alcohol.

I was especially adamant about confirming his sobriety. Hyo Jin prided himself on his ability to circumvent the law. He had once substituted a sample of Shin Gil’s urine for his own during a drug test mandated by his drunken driving conviction in New York. It was also noteworthy to me that Hyo Jin had not even asked to see his children until after I applied for financial support.

Ms. Kaufman met Hyo Jin in her office for more than four hours over two days in November. In her report to the court, she noted that he was anxious and highly agitated. He had a dry mouth and was hyperventilating. She suspected he was high on cocaine. He laced his speech with obscenities. He told her that my parents were behind the divorce effort, that my mother had proclaimed herself the Messiah, and that my parents intended to use whatever money I got in a divorce settlement to establish their own church in Korea. He brought my uncle, Soon Yoo, to support this cockamamy theory. Soon, who had been instrumental in my mother’s joining the church, betrayed her to improve his position with the Moons.

Hyo Jin insisted to Ms. Kaufman that he had always been an involved and active father, but he could not tell her the ages of our children or what grades they were in at school. He insisted that if they were not clamoring to see him, it was only because I had poisoned their minds against him. He was shocked to hear that Shin Gil had asked for a picture not of his dad but of one of his toys.

She concluded in her report in early December that no visitation should be allowed between Hyo Jin and the children until Hyo Jin had demonstrated that he had been free of drugs and alcohol for a two-month period.

The children and I were busy preparing for our first Christmas in our new home. My parents were coming from Korea. It had been years since we had all been together. Our reunion would be a celebration of our freedom as well. We decorated the house with the children’s drawings from school and a six-foot Christmas tree.

The Saturday before Christmas, I responded to a deliveryman’s knock at the front door. My heart raced as I accepted a package with a familiar return address. Hyo Jin had found us. I tried to conceal my concern from my parents and my children, but I had become less adept at disguising my emotions since leaving the Moon compound. The package contained several small Christmas gifts for the children and a card addressed to me in Korean. In it, Hyo Jin alluded to my revelations about his substance-abuse problems in court documents and asked how I would feel if my own “nakedness” were exposed to the world. It was a veiled threat to expose a videotape he had made of me in the nude.

My father, noticing my distress, tried to comfort me. “Don’t let him get to you,” my father advised. “If you’re down, he’s succeeded in his goal to hurt you.” He was right. I had done nothing wrong. Hyo Jin had. His letter was a criminal violation of the restraining order that prohibited him from contacting me. The son of Sun Myung Moon still thought he was above the law. I reported the threat to the police. Hyo Jin was charged with a criminal offense.

Through my attorneys, Hyo Jin sent letters to the children, expressing his love for them and his desire to see them. He could not resist criticizing me, however. In his letter to Shin June, he wrote: “Of course I feel angry at times at your mother but I want to forgive her. There are a lot of things you don’t know about your mother but that’s not important. You know why? It is because I want you to be a loving person who can love someone forever and not give up on the person that you love and also learn to forgive them as they face trials that life will offer, as it offers to everyone.”

To Shin Ok he wrote that he knew she loved him. “If there was no one telling you how bad Dad is I truly think you would never think even for the moment that way. You know what? Even if you think Dad is bad I feel OK because I won’t be bad any more.”

He promised all the children that he would write to them again soon but he never did.

In February 1996 Hyo Jin met again with Ms. Kaufman to assess the wisdom of allowing visits with the children. He was outraged that he had been barred from seeing them for so long. He talked about the revenge he would seek against me in court. He told Ms. Kaufman he would hire “a cutthroat legal firm from New York” to ruin me financially. He was attending meetings of Alcoholics Anonymous, he said, and was now committed to a life of sobriety.

Ms. Kaufman granted supervised visits with the children that spring. Hyo Jin saw his children only twice before the man who insisted he had changed forever failed a drug test. Visits were suspended until Hyo Jin could prove to the court’s satisfaction that he was no longer abusing drugs or alcohol. That day still has not come.

For all his accusations of being denied contact with his children, Hyo Jin has made no effort to stay in touch with them. His letters, to be delivered through my attorneys, were encouraged by the court, but he never wrote to them. He does not send them cards or gifts on their birthdays or at Christmas. He does not inquire how they are doing in school.

As troubling as their memories of their father are, his abandonment of them is painful for our children. Shin Gil, the favored son now living on my limited income, especially remembers how his father indulged him at video arcades and with expensive toys. Shin Hoon, the baby who never knew his father, wonders where he is. When I take him to nursery school, he often asks, “When is my daddy going to pick me up like the other kids’?”

Divorce is never easy for children, but for a man who claims to be part of the True Family, the embodiment of traditional moral values, Hyo Jin Moon has made it much more difficult for our children than it needed to be.

The Moons did not always pay the court-ordered child support. When they did, the check always came late and only after reminders from my lawyers, who were billing me for more hours than I could ever hope to pay. I had to sell some of my jewelry one month to pay routine expenses. Hyo Jin’s position was that he could not pay my legal bills because he had no source of income. He had been fired from Manhattan Center and cut off from the True Family Trust. He asked the court to believe that the son of one of the wealthiest men in the world was destitute.

Judge Ginsburg was not buying it. The lines between Unification Church funds and Moon family money and Hyo Jin Moon’s finances were imaginary. Hyo Jin had access to limitless funds while reporting few assets and only modest income. In terms of housing, travel, cars, private schools, and servants, he and his siblings lived without any budgetary constraint. For Hyo Jin to argue that he had no money because he was unemployed was to ignore the fact that his employment at Manhattan Center Studios had been no more independent of his father than his living arrangements. His father housed him, fed him, and employed him. Take away the Unification Church and the uneducated Hyo Jin Moon was unemployable. It was laughable to suggest that whatever assets he had, and he claimed he had few, had been acquired in any way other than through the largesse of Sun Myung Moon.

To maintain the fiction that Hyo Jin was destitute, one had to ignore that all his income led back to the same source: Sun Myung Moon. Noting the fine cut of the suits being worn by the army of attorneys from Boston and New York who accompanied Hyo Jin Moon to court, Judge Ginsburg ordered him to pay my counsel fees or face arrest for contempt of court.

The Moons would not pay. That summer Sun Myung Moon sponsored an international conference in Washington, D.C., to discuss how to restore traditional family values. The irony was almost too rich. Hyo Jin Moon could not attend the two-day symposium in the Great Hall of the National Building Museum to hear speakers such as former presidents Gerald Ford and George Bush, former British prime minister Edward Heath, former Costa Rican president and Nobel Peace Prize winner Oscar Arias, and Republican presidential hopeful Jack Kemp address the erosion of family values around the world. Sun Myung Moon’s son was languishing in a Massachusetts jail cell, where Judge Ginsburg had sent him for defying his order to pay my legal bills. He would remain there for three months, winning his release only after he formally filed for bankruptcy in New York State to prove that he was a man without financial resources.

Money became a constant source of worry for me. What if the Moons did not send the check? What if my lawyers got tired of waiting to be paid? How would I care for my children? I had an undergraduate degree in art history. I wasn’t qualified to do anything more than volunteer as a tour guide at the Boston Museum of fine Arts. That would not pay the dental bills for five children. In my desperation, I applied for a sales position at Macy’s department store at the local shopping mall. I completed the training course by asking my sister and Madelene to baby-sit. Madelene had left the church one month after I did and moved close by. I could not have gotten through my first year of freedom without her and my sister and brother. Only when I was trained did I learn that Macy’s expected me to work every weekend. How could I? Who would watch my children? I returned home, feeling defeated.

Independence has its price. I needed to settle my divorce case and move on with my life. I would need more education if I was going to land a job that would allow me to give my children the advantages they deserved, advantages their cousins in East Garden took for granted.

Through my attorneys, I proposed a divorce settlement that would sever my ties forever to the family of Sun Myung Moon. I asked that trust funds be established for me and for my children from which I would pay for our health insurance, education, clothing, housing, and all other expenses. There would be no alimony and no child support. I would pay my own legal fees. My lawyers summarized my intentions in the proposal:

“The concept of a trust such as this would insure there was no likelihood of these assets being dissipated so that the settlement could truly be finished now and forever with no second chances.”

Sun Myung Moon refused. He was firm that Hyo Jin’s financial situation was independent from his own. He would not take responsibility for the future well-being of his grand-children. In addition, the Moons demanded that the terms of any divorce agreement remain confidential. They did not want me to talk. I refused all demands for confidentiality.

In a deposition filed with the court in July 1997, Sun Myung Moon made his position clear.

When my son, Hyo Jin Moon, was cut off as a beneficiary of the True Family Trust and was discharged from his position as an employee, officer and director of Manhattan Center Studios, Inc. and was subsequently discontinued from his status as a disabled employee receiving disability payments from Manhattan Center Studios, Inc. my concern and love for his five children, my grandchildren, moved me to provide support funds fixed by order of the court in Massachusetts having jurisdiction of the dispute between my son and his wife.

My son, Hyo Jin Moon, had and has no control over whether I choose each month to make and continue to make such payments. They are voluntarily made by me so long as I am able and willing to do so.

Negotiations have broken down and I now learn that my daughter-in-law is making efforts to re-incarcerate my son, despite the fact that he has no assets or income other than a $3,500 gross salary per month from his re-employment by Manhattan Center Studios, Inc. I am re-thinking the situation.

The implied threat, that if I did not settle on the Moons’ terms, child support payments would be cut off, was not subtle. The Reverend Moon paid fifty-thousand dollars toward my counsel fees to keep his son out of jail, not out of respect for the court that ordered the bills paid.

“I am pleased that Hyo Jin Moon has recovered sufficiently to resume his productivity as a producer of musical recordings and I hope he will be able to continue to be artistically creative and productive and to earn sufficiently so that I can discontinue supporting him as I have consistently done since he was cut off from all income,” the Reverend Moon said, still ignoring the reality that Hyo Jin’s job only existed because his father created it.

Our divorce case had produced enough paper to make a stack of legal documents two feet high. It had dragged on for two and one-half years. Sun Myung Moon had displayed more willingness to pay hundreds of thousands of dollars to lawyers than to guarantee the future security of his grandchildren. So much for family values.

In December 1997 I settled for a token lump sum payment and a continuation of monthly child support. If we were dependent on monthly support payments, I knew we would forever be at the mercy of the Moons. Once the litigation had ended, Sun Myung Moon could cut off the money at any time. I could not imagine a more likely candidate for a “deadbeat Dad” than Hyo Jin Moon.

Still, I wanted this to be over. I was tired. My attorneys had fought hard and done the best they could for me. I could not have asked for better counsel. How many other women in protracted divorce fights felt just as I did: he with the most resources wins? There would be no alimony, no compensation for the fourteen lost years of my life. There would be no trust fund to ensure that my children had access to a college education. If the children wanted money for schooling, Hyo Jin’s attorneys told my own, they would have to come to Sun Myung Moon personally and ask their grandfather.

I did not oppose supervised visitation by Sun Myung Moon and Hak Ja Han Moon, but I was skeptical that they were sincere in this demand. In the two and one-half years that had passed since we fled East Garden, they had not written or called their grandchildren once. They had not remembered them at Christmas or on their birthdays. They had displayed the same indifference to them as had their son.

At 9:15 A.M. on a cold, sunny December morning, I stood across from Hyo Jin Moon in the well of a small courtroom in Concord, Massachusetts. I answered, “Yes, Your Honor,” when Judge Edward Ginsburg asked me if my marriage was beyond saving. Hyo Jin mumbled a disrespectful “Yeah” when asked the same question. Judge Ginsburg reminded us, as he did all divorcing couples, that marriages end but parenthood does not. He granted my request to legally restore my maiden name, and with the flick of a judge’s pen, the nightmare that was my marriage to the abusive son of a false Messiah was over at last.

No one had really won. Not me. Not Hyo Jin. Not our children. Only Sun Myung Moon had gotten what he wanted all along. My children and I had slipped out of the grasp of the Unification Church, but we were destined to remain in the shadow of the Moons.

Epilogue

The Messiah is seventy-eight years old. His claims of divinity notwithstanding, even Sun Myung Moon cannot live forever. When he dies there is every possibility that the Reverend Moon will take the Unification Church with him to his grave.

The Reverend Moon has made no concrete plans for his succession. To do so would require him to relinquish some power while he is still alive, and that prospect is inconceivable to a man accustomed to being the central figure in a tightly controlled universe. The Unification Church is a classic example of what psychologists call a cult of personality.

The failure to designate and groom a successor all but guarantees a familial bloodletting after the Reverend Moon’s death. His sons are already locked in a battle for control of his business empire. That struggle will only intensify when the Unification Church itself is up for grabs.

Leadership, of course, should fall naturally to the eldest son, but given Hyo Jin’s continuing problems with alcohol and drugs, his brothers are already jockeying for position. Even In Jin, who has no chance to succeed her father because she is a woman, is desperate to salvage Hyo Jin’s candidacy. She cast her lot with him a long time ago. If he goes down, she and Jin Sung Pak go down with him.

When he addresses the issue at all these days, the Reverend Moon implies that the True Mother will rule when he ascends into Heaven. No one in the church seriously believes that Hak Ja Han Moon is either capable of taking or inclined to take any more than a symbolic role at the helm of the Unification Church.

A month before I left East Garden, Mrs. Moon and I spoke about the future of the Unification Church. I urged her not to turn control over to Hyo Jin. I could not imagine a more unstable individual to lead a nominally religious enterprise. She reluctantly agreed that Sun Myung Moon might have to look to one of his other sons to lead the Unification Church. I know that possibility saddened her. Hyo Jin’s birth, after her first child was a daughter, had sealed her position as the True Mother. Her fate and his had seemed bound together.

The evil at the heart of the Unification Church is the hypocrisy and deceit of the Moons, a family that is all too human in its incredible level of dysfunction. To continue to promote the myth that the Moons are spiritually superior to the idealistic young people who are drawn to the church is a shameful deceit. Hyo Jin’s failings may be more conspicuous, but there is not a member of the second generation of Moons to whom the word pious could fairly be applied.

Sun Myung Moon wrote the epitaph for the Unification Church in a sermon in 1984 about the moral and spiritual decline of the United States. His words could better be applied to his own family. “Sodom and Gomorrah were destroyed by God’s judgment for the immorality and pursuit of luxury. Rome was in the same situation. It did not collapse from external invasion but from the weight of its own corruption.”

The Unification Church still claims millions of members worldwide. How many of those are active fund-raisers and participants in church affairs is another question. Unlike other religions, the Unification Church has few formal worship sites where attendance could be taken. Some cities have churches, others don’t.

Even many of the church training centers, where religious services and seminars were held, closed in the early 1990s during Sun Myung Moon’s disastrous experiment called home church. In response to the negative publicity about the public proselytizing of the Moonies, the Reverend Moon sent members home to convert their relatives and neighbors. Such decentralization, however, weakened the control the Reverend Moon maintained over his flock. Many members, re-exposed to the wider world and their families’ disapproval of Sun Myung Moon, just drifted away.

In the wake of that failure, the Reverend Moon and church leaders regrouped. In the last few years, they have orchestrated a remarkably successful campaign to win respectability and wield political influence. As usual, they have succeeded by deceitful means. The Unification Church has launched dozens of civic organizations around the world dedicated to women’s rights, world peace, and family values that have made impressive inroads into mainstream society. None of them advertise their relationship with Sun Myung Moon or the Unification Church.

The Women’s Federation for World Peace, the Family Federation for World Peace, the International Cultural Foundation, the Professors World Peace Academy, the Washington Institute for Values in Public Policy, the Summit Council for World Peace, the American Constitution Committee, and dozens of other organizations present themselves as nonpartisan, nondenominational groups. All of them are funded by Sun Myung Moon.

In March 1994 for instance, the Women’s Federation for World Peace sponsored a program “promoting peace and reconciliation” at the State University of New York campus in Purchase. Hyun Jin Moon, the Reverend Moon’s then twenty-five-year-old son, opened the event with a declaration that Sun Myung Moon had a new divine revelation for America. The organization had solicited a welcoming letter from Sandra Galef, the local state assemblywoman. She was never told the group was affiliated with Sun Myung Moon.

“I have never supported the Unification Church,” the angry assemblywoman later told the New York Times. “I have always felt they are a group that destroys families. If the individual who came into my office requesting a letter had honestly told me what this organization was, I never would have given it to them. Basically it was a hoax.”

The same month, the Toronto chapter of Women’s Federation for World Peace and the University of Toronto branch of CARP cosponsored an AIDS-prevention program for teenagers at North York Public Library. The promotional flyer invited parents to enroll their children to ensure that they “choose a lifestyle without disease and drugs.” Nowhere did it mention the Unification Church or Sun Myung Moon.

Some of the biggest celebrities in the United States have been seduced by exorbitant speaking fees to participate in programs sponsored by these groups without ever knowing their affiliation with the Moonies. Gerald Ford, the former president; Barbara Walters, the television journalist; Christopher Reeve, the actor; Sally Ride, the first American woman in space; Coretta Scott King, the civil rights leader; and Bill Cosby, the comedian, have all spoken at functions sponsored by the Women’s Federation for World Peace.

Perhaps the worst offenders have been former president George Bush and Barbara Bush. They do know the relationship between the Reverend Moon and these groups, and yet they were reportedly paid more than a million dollars in 1995 to address six rallies in Japan sponsored by the Women’s Federation for World Peace.

The former president is not naive. Certainly George Bush knows that when he hails Sun Myung Moon as “a visionary,” as he did in a speech in Buenos Aires in 1996, he is legitimizing the work of a man who uses manipulation and deceit to recruit cheap labor to work to finance his lavish lifestyle. President Bush was paid to attend a party with the Reverend Moon in Buenos Aires to launch Tiempos del Mundo, or the Times of the World, an eighty-page weekly Spanish-language tabloid newspaper distributed to seventeen countries in South America.

Every photograph of the Reverend Moon with a world political leader enhances his credibility. Pictures of Sun Myung Moon as an international religious leader get politicians like Argentina’s President Carlos Saul Menem to meet with him when he has no more than a few thousand followers in that country.

What influence the Reverend Moon does not wield through his political connections, he exercises through his financial investments in real estate, banking, and media. In Latin America alone, those holdings are valued at hundreds of millions of dollars.

Mainstream religious leaders in the heavily Catholic region have proved less than receptive to Sun Myung Moon’s recruitment efforts. “Deceptive proselytizing by institutions like the Unification Church are hurting the good faith of Christians of our country and other countries across Latin America,” a group of Catholic bishops in Uruguay said in a statement issued in 1996. “These organizations promote fundamental human values, but in reality they attempt to convert believers to their religious movement.”

The Unification Church’s biggest challenge in the years ahead will be holding on to Japan as the financial engine that runs this moneymaking machine. For decades Japan has been Sun Myung Moon’s strongest base of support and most reliable source of cash. However, fund-raising efforts there have begun to stall in the last few years in the wake of public complaints, lawsuits, and government scrutiny of church operations. The church claims to have 460,000 members in Japan, but critics say the figure is closer to 30,000, and that only 10,000 of those are active members.

The Reverend Moon founded the Washington Times in 1982 to counter what he charged was the liberal bias of the American press, especially the Washington Post. The Washington Times Corporation also publishes a weekly newsmagazine called Insight, also founded to parrot the Reverend Moon’s anti-Communist ideology. His timing was perfect; the Washington Times became a favorite publication of the conservative Republican president Ronald Reagan. Key Reagan administration officials often leaked information to its reporters. Although editors claim that both publications are independent of the Unification Church, the first editor and publisher of the Washington Times, James Whelan, was fired after he objected to the church’s interference.

With its marble columns, brass railings, and plush carpeting, the Washington Times headquarters looks like a more profitable operation than it is. The paper continues to lose money sixteen years after the first press run. It is subsidized by the profits of the Reverend Moon’s other business holdings and, increasingly, by “donations” from Japanese members.

At a dinner celebrating the tenth anniversary of the Washington Times in 1992, the Reverend Moon said he had invested close to a billion dollars in the paper in its first decade in order to make it “an instrument to save America and the world.” The Reverend Moon told the crowd at the Omni Shoreham Hotel in Washington that he founded the Times because “I believed it was the will of God” to have him run a newspaper with a mission of “saving the world from the collapse of traditional values, and to defend the free world from the threat of communism.”

That was the same year the Reverend Moon rescued the University of Bridgeport from bankruptcy, providing the Unification Church with a legitimate academic institution from which to mount its efforts to save the world. The Professors World Peace Academy, a Moonie front, has spent more than a hundred million dollars to keep the Connecticut university afloat. A group calling itself the Coalition of Concerned Citizens had opposed the Reverend Moon’s offer to bail out the university in exchange for a controlling number of seats on the board of trustees. The university community voted for survival. In the end, professors’ fears about the influence of the Moons on academic freedom were overwhelmed by their desire to save their jobs.

Trustees were willing to overlook the real source of the bailout to save their school, blithely accepting Sun Myung Moon’s assurances that the Unification Church itself would have no contact with the university. In 1997 the Unification Church made explicit its relationship with the University of Bridgeport by opening a boarding school on campus. New Eden Academy International serves forty-four high-school-age children of church members. Its headmaster is Hugh Spurgin, who has been a follower of Sun Myung Moon for twenty-nine years. His wife is the president of the Women’s Federation for World Peace, another Moonie front. University classrooms are being used by the high school for a full array of classes, including religious training. The students eat in the university’s dining halls and study in its library, but the boarding school still insists it is independent and merely renting space on campus.

City councilman William Finch, a leader of the Coalition of Concerned Citizens, was right when he told the New York Times: “It shows just how far the Unification Church has come in its efforts to be accepted by mainstream society, because nobody seems to care, or be bothered by this.”

Plenty of people are bothered by the Unification Church in Japan, however. Hundreds have sued, charging they were cheated out of their life savings by Unification Church members who promised that Sun Myung Moon’s intercession could save a deceased loved one from the fires of hell. Government consumer protection officials in Japan say they have received nearly twenty thousand complaints about the Unification Church since 1987. The church already has paid out millions to settle many of the lawsuits involving the sale of vases, icons, and paintings said to have supernatural powers.

The Unification Church has never had much religious appeal in the United States or in Europe. Its business holdings are extensive and the wealth generated by those enterprises is enormous. As a spiritual entity, however, the Unification Church has been something of a bust. The church claims to have fifty thousand members in the United States, but I would put the number of active members at no more than a few thousand in the United States and no more than a few hundred in England. Sun Myung Moon himself was banned from Britain in 1995 because the Home Office, which is in charge of immigration, declared his presence was “not conducive to the public good.” It isn’t as easy as it used to be to find impressionable young people willing to spend eighteen hours a day selling novelty items out of the back of a van to raise money for the Messiah.

The Reverend Moon hoped to find those recruits among the ranks of his old enemies, the Communists. In 1990 the Unification Church began a major recruitment and investment drive in the Soviet Union. Sun Myung Moon met in the Kremlin with President Mikhail Gorbachev and also invited a select group of Soviet journalists to his home in Seoul for his first interview in ten years. That same year, Bo Hi Pak, one of Moon’s top aides, led a delegation of businessmen from Korea, Japan, and the United States to Moscow to explore investment opportunities. Before leaving, Bo Hi Pak wrote a one hundred thousand dollar check to one of Raisa Gorbachev’s favorite cultural foundations.

The Reverend Moon’s efforts in Russia seemed to stall after the collapse of Communism and the breakup of the Soviet Union. His false start there was overshadowed by his disastrous investment in China. At the urging of Bo Hi Pak, the Reverend Moon invested $250 million to build an automobile plant in Huizhou in southern China. He promised to invest a billion dollars in Panda Motors Corporation to blanket the country with subcompact cars. The Reverend Moon claimed his goal was not to make a profit but to invest in poorer nations. His commitment to the development of mainland China disappeared when bureaucratic obstacles and poor planning slowed down progress on the plant. He soon abandoned the project and redoubled his efforts in South America, where church leaders think the future is brighter.

I have begun taking courses at the University of Massachusetts while my children are in school. I am studying psychology, perhaps motivated as much by a need to understand what happened to me as to prepare for a career helping others in emotional distress. I was a battered woman, but I was also part of a religious cult. I am in the process of trying to understand the decisions I did and did not make over the course of fourteen years.

One thing I have learned from experience: the mind is a complicated thing. Words like brainwashing and mind control are better suited to political than psychological discussions of the Unification Church. Catchphrases cannot fully explain the attraction of groups like the Moonies or the hold they have on their followers.

If I believed I had been brainwashed, I could escape the depression and self-flagellation that have accompanied my new freedom. I do not yet fully understand how I remained blind for so long to the charlatan in Sun Myung Moon. My experience was different from that of recruited members. I was not deprived of sleep or food, subjected to hours of indoctrinating lectures, or separated from my family. I was born into this religion. My parents were steeped in the traditions and beliefs of a church that dictated where they lived, what work they did, and with whom they associated. I knew nothing else.

I feel duped, but I do not feel bitter. I feel used, but I feel more sad than angry. I long to have the years back that I lost to Sun Myung Moon. I wish I could be a girl again. I wonder if I will ever know romantic love, if I will ever trust a man or any so-called leader again.

In many ways I am a thirty-year-old woman experiencing a delayed adolescence. I am learning along with my fifteen-year-old daughter about independence, rebellion, fashion, peer pressure, personal responsibility. I am sometimes overwhelmed by my responsibilities, but I savor the freedom I now have to make my own choices. I am in control of my life. There is no more liberating feeling in the world. For the first time, I have a sense of real happiness. I have a renewed sense of energy as I pursue my studies and my volunteer work at a shelter for battered women. I have discovered with satisfaction that I have a contribution to make to my community, as well as to my children.

There is an old Korean proverb: Blame yourself, not the river, if you fall into the water. For the first time in my life, that dictum makes sense to me. I, alone, am in charge of my life. I, alone, am responsible for my actions and for the decisions I make. It is terrifying. I spent half of my lifetime ceding all decisions to a “higher authority.” Learning to make decisions for myself means being willing to accept the consequences — the bad ones as well as the good ones.

I spend a lot of time explaining that principle to my children these days. I know the time could come when one of them will tell me that he or she wants to go back to the Unification Church. As Hyo Jin Moon’s eldest son, Shin Gil, I know, will one day be subjected to enormous pressure to return. On the jacket cover of the latest compact disc by his new band, the Apocalypse, Hyo Jin has used a photograph of himself with Shin Gil. The title of the album is Hold on to Your Love.

I pray that neither Shin Gil nor any of his siblings will be lured back to East Garden as adults. If they are, I will be saddened but accepting. I hope I will have taught them to make thoughtful, informed choices. I hope I will have taught them not to be swayed by the temptation of money or the illusion of power. I hope I will have taught them that we all must work for what we want in life; that unless we earn something, it is not really ours; that if something seems too good to be true, it probably is.

I will always love my children, no matter what their choices, just as I have always loved my parents, no matter my regret about some of theirs. I hope my relationship with my children will always be open and honest enough to allow us to disagree without those disagreements coming between us. That is real love, not marching in lockstep behind any Messiah.

I admit to some cynicism these days about organized religion. Those who see dangers only in “cults” ignore how fine the line is between the religious mainstream and the religious extreme. What really distinguishes those who believe that Sun Myung Moon is the Messiah from those who believe that the pope is infallible? What religion does not claim that it alone knows the best path to Heaven? Many faiths demand some suspension of critical thinking. The difference, of course, is that legitimate religions encourage believers to come freely to belief. There are no deceptive recruitment practices, no economic exploitation, no forced isolation from the rest of the world.

I have become disillusioned about religion, but not about God. I still believe in a Supreme Being. I believe that it was God who opened my eyes and God who gave me both the strength to survive and the courage to flee. My God is an all-embracing deity who supports me through my most painful struggles. He was at my side when I was a child bride, when I was a teenage mother, when I was a battered wife. He is with me now as I work to raise my children in his image. People of faith call God by different names, depict him in different ways, but we all know his heart. The God I trust gave me the ability to think; he expects me to use it.

On November 29, 1997, Sun Myung Moon presided over a mass wedding at Robert F. Kennedy Stadium in Washington, D.C. It was a far cry from a similar event in Madison Square Garden in 1982. For this latest gathering, the Unification Church had to beat the bushes to fill the stadium. Most of the twenty-eight thousand couples who attended were already married and members of other religions. Many had accepted free tickets passed out at suburban shopping malls and in supermarket parking lots to attend what the Unification Church billed as a “World Culture and Sports Festival.” The lure was not Sun Myung Moon, the Messiah. It was Whitney Houston, the pop singer. She had been offered one million dollars to sing for forty-five minutes. Unfortunately for those who came to hear her, after Houston learned just days before the event of Sun Myung Moon’s sponsorship, she canceled, citing sudden illness.

She was not the only celebrity who begged off. Pakistani prime minister Benazir Bhutto, Christian Coalition leader Ralph Reed, Camelia Anwar Sadat, daughter of the assassinated Egyptian president, all changed their plans to attend after learning that the festival was a publicity stunt by Sun Myung Moon.

When the Unification Church realized it could not hide its association with the festival, Sun Myung Moon took out full-page newspaper advertisements inviting married couples to attend an “ecumenical” event designed to renew their wedding vows and strengthen family values. “You may think of me as a man surrounded by controversy,” the Reverend Moon’s ad read. “We are not trying to promote me as an individual or expand the Unification Church as an institution. Our goal is to bring together all peoples and all religions in an effort to strengthen families.”

Of those in attendance at RFK Stadium on that chilly autumn afternoon, only a few hundred were newly matched couples in the Unification Church. Sun Myung Moon’s two youngest sons were among them. They had actually been married a few months before. At the lavish family banquet that followed their double wedding, the head table was set with place cards for every member of the True Family. The Moons were determined to maintain the public fiction of family unity and perfection. There was a place setting for Je Jin and another for Jin, though Sun Myung Moon’s oldest daughter and my brother were at home in Massachusetts with their children.

There was a place card bearing my name on the head table alongside the one for Hyo Jin Moon. My chair was empty, as if I had just stepped away from the table and the True Family expected me to return at any moment.

Nansook Hong interviewed (with full transcript)

In the Shadow of the Moons book, part 1

In the Shadow of the Moons book, part 2

In the Shadow of the Moons book, part 3

In the Shadow of the Moons book, part 4

In the Shadow of the Moons book, part 5

WBZ News and Mike Wallace interview Nansook Hong

Second Generation gives a testimony on life with Hyo Jin Moon

Hyo Jin Moon came to court in Concord in the company of no fewer than four high-priced attorneys to fight Nansook Hong

Nansook Hong – [C-Span] Book Discussion – ‘In The Shadow of the Moons’ with FULL TRANSCRIPT

French In the Shadow of the Moons book (in 4 parts) :

« L’ombre de Moon » par Nansook Hong, partie 1

« L’ombre de Moon » par Nansook Hong, partie 2

« L’ombre de Moon » par Nansook Hong, partie 3

« L’ombre de Moon » par Nansook Hong, partie 4

German In the Shadow of the Moons book (in 4 parts) :

Nansook Hong – Ich schaue nicht zurück, Tiel 1

Nansook Hong – Ich schaue nicht zurück, Tiel 2

Nansook Hong – Ich schaue nicht zurück, Tiel 3

Nansook Hong – Ich schaue nicht zurück, Tiel 4

Spanish

Nansook Hong entrevistada en español

‘A la Sombra de los Moon’ por Nansook Hong

文鮮明「聖家族」の仮面を剥ぐ – 洪蘭淑

わが父文鮮明の正体 – 洪蘭淑

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PLAN ForYourArt: January 25–31

Thursday, January 25

MORE ART HERE, Santa Monica Airport (Santa Monica), 12–6pm. Through January 28.

Teen Hip Hop Workshop with DJ Survive and the Inner City Dwellers, Cypress Park Branch Library (Cypress Park), 4–5pm.

Botany Bay Series: Plant Science for Gardeners & Citizen Scientists - January, The Huntington (San Marino), 4:30–5:30pm.

designLAb Public Reception: Italian Style: 1930s - 1980s, Pacific Design Center (West Hollywood), 5–9:30pm.

Kim Schoen: The Hysteric's Discourse, Young Projects (West Hollywood), 5–9:30pm.

Suzanne Wright, Pomona College (Claremont), 5–9pm.

Rap on Border: A Public Conversation, Museum of Contemporary Art San Diego (San Diego), 5–8pm.

Reilly Rhodes on Winslow Homer, Laguna Art Museum (Laguna Beach), 6pm.

Alex Webb and Rebecca Norris Webb: On Cuba and Collaboration, Annenberg Space for Photography (Century City), 6:30–8pm.

Guided tour: Edgar and Norma Coronado, Self Help Graphics & Art (Downtown), 6:30pm.

Art Los Angeles Contemporary, Santa Monica Airport (Santa Monica), 7–9pm. $65. Through January 28.

Talk: Curator Walkthrough of "A Universal History of Infamy" with Pilar Tompkins Rivas, LACMA (Miracle Mile), 7pm.

At land’s edge presents Set Hernandez Rongkilyo, Revolutionary Autonomous Communities Los Angeles (Koreatown), 7–9pm.

Gifts of the Spirit: Prophecy, Automatism and Discernment, Vibiana (Downtown), 7 and 9pm.

Charlemagne Palestine: CcornuuoorphanossCcopiaee  

aanorphansshhornoffplentyyy, 356 Mission (Downtown), 7–10pm.

LECTURE: Thomas Hutton, MOCA Grand Avenue (Downtown), 7pm.

Film: Free Screening | The Chi, LACMA (Miracle Mile), 7:30pm.

FeM Synth Lab How-To: Humanize Your Synths, Women’s Center for Creative Work (Frogtown), 7:30–9:30pm.

Suzanne Hudson presents Vija Celmins, ArtCenter College of Design (Pasadena), 7:30pm.

​Twin Engines Performance Series: Brian Getnick and Christy Roberts, PØST (Downtown), 8pm. $5–10 suggested donation.

Friday, January 26

RUSSELL TYLER: Altered State, Richard Heller Gallery (Santa Monica), 5–7pm.

Combat Shock, 4864 W Adams Blvd (West Adams), 6–9pm.

Le château des destins croisés, Château Shatto (Hollywood), 6–9pm.

In Conversation: Alternative Art Spaces with Brooke Kellaway and Libby Werbel (PMOMA), SBCAST (Santa Barbara), 6–7pm.

stARTup Art Fair LA, The Kinney (Venice), 7–10pm. Through January 28.

The Pain of Others, Ghebaly Gallery (Downtown), 7–10pm.

Hayden Dunham: Canary for the Family, Club Pro Los Angeles (Downtown), 7–11pm.

Together We Plan!: Community Activism In 2018, Women’s Center for Creative Work (Frogtown), 7–9:30pm.

Joseph Holtzman: Seven Recent Paintings, Bel Ami (Chinatown), 7–10pm.

2018 PEN Emerging Voices Welcome Party, LACE (Los Angeles Contemporary Exhibitions) (Hollywood), 8–10pm.

GUIDED TOURS with Davie Blue, Human Resources (Chinatown), 8pm. Through January 28. $10 suggested donation.

The Music of WADADA LEO SMITH, Automata (Chinatown), 8pm. $18.

Judith Butler: The Materiality of Mourning in the work of Doris Salcedo, REDCAT (Downtown), 8:30pm. $10–20.

Saturday, January 27

Talk: Gallery Course: Italian and Northern Renaissance Art, LACMA (Miracle Mile), 8:30am.

Ranch Clinic - Container Gardening, The Huntington (San Marino), 9–10am.

Talk: Responding to Sarah Charlesworth: Creative Writing Workshop with Karen Holden, LACMA (Miracle Mile), 10am.

Basic Auto Care Clinic, Women’s Center for Creative Work (Frogtown), 10am–1pm. $20–25.

Finding Autonomy and Connection through Contact Improv: Jen Hong, Pieter (Lincoln Heights), 12–3pm. $30.

BEND, BLOW & GLOW I, Museum of Neon Art (Glendale), 12–7pm.

Johanna Breiding: The Rebel Body and Making Social, Angels Gate Cultural Center (San Pedro), 1–4pm.

Native Seeds: Food Preparation / Sun Cookies, Women’s Center for Creative Work (Frogtown), 1:30–4:30pm. $60–75.

Pascual Sisto: INSIDE OUT, Five Car Garage (Santa Monica), 2–5pm.

SYMPOSIUM: PUBLIC PERFORMANCE, UCLA (Westwood), 2–5pm.

Cassils | Nik Kosmas | Lesley Moon | Elliot Musgrave: The Language of the Body: Art, Physical Practice & Intersectional Action, ltd los angeles (Mid-City), 2pm.

Live Free or Die: Artist Talk with Soyoung Shin and Juliana Wisdom, The Huntington (San Marino), 2pm.

Demystifying Dim Sum with Chefs Susan Feniger and Kajsa Alger, The Huntington (San Marino), 2pm.

Women’s Center for Creative Work: Live Free or Die, The Huntington (San Marino), 2–4pm.  

Ruben Ochoa Artist Talk, Art + Practice (Leimert Park), 2:30–5:30pm.

Vija Celmins, Matthew Marks Gallery (West Hollywood), 3–5pm.

Beyond the Ordinary: A Conversation with Three Conceptual Artists from Argentina, Getty Center (Brentwood), 4pm.

Tokens of Affection: Valentines by Corinna Cotsen, Craft in America Center (Beverly Grove), 4–6pm.

Lyle Ashton Harris Book Signing + Discussion with Walead Beshty, Charles Gaines, and Amelia Jones, Arcana Books on the Arts (Culver City), 4–6pm.

Origins, Downtown Labs (Downtown), 4–7pm.  

Joan Horsfall Young: Cottages, Anne M Bray: Road Trip, and Fielden Harper: Continuum, TAG Gallery (Santa Monica), 5–8pm.

Simone Forti: Time Smear, The Box (Downtown), 5–8pm.

The Gallery @ Michael’s, Michael’s (Santa Monica), 6–8pm.

PETER WU: Or, the Modern Prometheus, Held & Bordy Gallery, Windward School (Mar Vista), 6–9pm.

MELTING POINT: MOVEMENTS IN CONTEMPORARY CLAY, Craft and Folk Art Museum (Miracle Mile), 6–9pm. $12.

Martin Soto Climent: Temazcal, Michael Benevento (Koreatown), 6–8pm.

Chad Attie: The Last Island, The Lodge (East Hollywood), 6–9pm.

Closing Reception for Aztlan: A Sense of Place, dA Center for the Arts (Pomona), 6–8pm.

Right at the Equator and Relax Shadeans, Depart Foundation (Malibu), 6–9pm.

Art Event 2018: Enter the World of Warhol, Palm Springs Art Museum (Palm Springs), 6pm.

ANNEX, M+B (West Hollywood), 7–9pm.

Closing reception: Cell, Share, Swivel Chair, Monte Vista Projects (Downtown), 7–10pm.

Closing Reception for Taking Up Space, Tiger Strikes Asteroid Los Angeles (Downtown), 7–10pm.  

Music: The Music of East L.A., LACMA (Miracle Mile), 7:30pm.

ALARM WILL SOUND: 1969, CAP UCLA (Westwood), 8pm.

Winter Exhibitions Opening Celebration, Hammer Museum (Westwood), 8–11pm.

Life's not fair and people don't act right, BBQLA (Downtown), 8pm–12am.

Centennial Bash, Laguna Art Museum (Laguna Beach), 8pm. $25–45.

Sunday, January 28

Stories of Almost Everyone, Hammer Museum (Westwood), 11am–5pm. 

Skip Arnold: Truffle Hunt, ICA LA (Downtown), 11am–6pm; The Act of Doing: A Conversation with Skip Arnold, 3–4pm.

Brought to Light: Revelatory Photographs in the Santa Barbara Museum of Art Collection and Crosscurrents: The Painted Portrait in America, Britain, and France, 1750–1850, Santa Barbara Museum of Art (Santa Barbara), 11am–5pm.

Pelotas Oaxaqueñas/Oaxacan Ball Games: Photographs by Leopoldo Peña, Fowler Museum (Westwood);12–5pm;  talk, 2pm.

Cecily Brown: Rehearsal and Midori Hirose: Of The Unicorn (and the Sundowner Kids), Museum of Contemporary Art Santa Barbara (Santa Barbara), 12–5pm.

Grin & Bear It!: Decorate your very own handmade bear workshop, 356 Mission (Downtown), 1–4pm.

Dan Levenson: SKZ Monochrome Diptychs, American Jewish University (Bel Air), 2–5:19pm.

I can call this progress to halt book launch and screenings, LACE (Los Angeles Contemporary Exhibitions) (Hollywood), 2–6pm.

Around The Table:Recipes and Stories from The Lark in Santa Barbara, Santa Barbara Museum of Art (Santa Barbara), 2pm.

LECTURE: Rebecca Matalon: Welcome to the Dollhouse Walkthrough, MOCA Pacific Design Center (West Hollywood), 3pm.

Miguel Gutierrez // I am sitting on my aura, we live in space (Mid-City), 3–6pm.

Nina Könnemann: Que Onda, Gaga (MacArthur Park), 3:30–6pm.

TALK WITH CULTURAL ACTIVIST TASOULA HADJITOFI, Fowler Museum (Westwood), 4pm.

Closing reception: Pouya Afshar: En Masse, ADVOCARTY's THE SPACE (Downtown), 4–7pm.

Robert Irwin: Site Determined, The University Art Museum, CSULB (Long Beach), 4–6pm.

Latin Jazz - LIVE !, dA Center for the Arts (Pomona), 4–5pm.

Music: Crossroads School EMMI Chamber Ensembles, LACMA (Miracle Mile), 6pm.

Monday, January 29

Window Dressing, Cerritos College Art Gallery (Norwalk), 4–6pm.

This, Not That Lecture: Sarah Whiting, UCLA (Westwood), 6:30pm.

Talk: Wu Bin's Ten Views of a Lingbi Stone, LACMA (Miracle Mile), 7:30pm.

Stranger Landscapes: Films by Pia Borg, REDCAT (Downtown), 8:30pm.

Tuesday, January 30

Outcasts: Prejudice and Persecution in the Medieval World, Getty Center (Brentwood), 10:30am–5pm. 

Family Day - Word Play, The Huntington (San Marino), 11am–3pm.

JIM MORPHESIS artist lecture, Kellogg University Art Gallery (Pomona), 12–1pm.

Dance Girl Dance, LACMA (Miracle Mile), 1pm.

After Concretism: Audiovisual Experiments in Brazil, Getty Center (Brentwood), 7–9pm.

How To Have Hard Conversations: Step 2, Constructive Conflict Communication at Work, Home and Everywhere In Between, Women’s Center for Creative Work (Frogtown), 7–10pm.

READINGS: Some Favorite Writers: Viet Thanh Nguyen, Hammer Museum (Westwood), 7:30pm.

Talk: Conversation with Award-winning Costume Designer Mark Bridges, LACMA (Miracle Mile), 7:30pm.

Camille Henrot, ArtCenter College of Design (Pasadena), 7:30pm.

Wednesday, January 31

Christodoulos Panayiotou: The Paradox of Acting, Hammer Museum (Westwood), 7:30pm.

Skip Arnold | Stanya Kahn | Kalup Linzy Jumana Manna | Mickalene Thomas Film screening organized by Mariah Garnett and Aimee Goguen, ltd los angeles (Mid-City), 8pm.

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Custom Paint Formulations: Luxury and exotic cars frequently use rare and exclusive paint formulations that demand precise matching. Advanced tools, such as spectrophotometers and manufacturer-specific databases, allow professionals to recreate factory-original finishes or craft bespoke designs.

Delicate Materials: High-end vehicles often feature aluminum, carbon fiber, or other unique materials. These require special treatment during preparation and painting to avoid damage and ensure optimal adhesion.

Attention to Detail: Even the smallest imperfections can stand out on luxury vehicles. Technicians at Superior Exotic Color & Paint focus on every detail, from surface preparation to the final clear coat, to deliver exceptional results.

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Many luxury and exotic car owners prefer customizations that reflect their personal style. Whether it’s a striking matte finish, pearlescent effect, or intricate multi-layered design, Superior Exotic Color & Paint has the expertise to bring these visions to life.

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Special Effects: Color-shifting paints, metallic flecks, and other effects are applied with meticulous attention to detail, ensuring a seamless and luxurious appearance.

Custom Graphics and Stripes: For owners who want to make their cars truly unique, the Car Paint Shop West Palm Beach offers custom decals, stripes, and airbrushed designs.

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Luxury and exotic cars are significant investments, and maintaining their value is a top priority for owners. Superior Exotic Color & Paint understands this and takes every precaution to protect these vehicles during the painting process.

Climate-Controlled Facilities: The painting process is carried out in a controlled environment to prevent dust, debris, or temperature fluctuations from affecting the quality of the finish.

High-Quality Materials: Only premium-quality paints, primers, and clear coats are used to ensure durability, color vibrancy, and long-lasting protection.

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Repairing Scratches and Dents on Luxury Cars

Scratches or dents on a luxury car are not just cosmetic issues; they can compromise the vehicle's elegance and value. Repairing such damages requires precision and expertise.

Paintless Dent Repair (PDR): For minor dents that do not affect the paint, PDR is a preferred method. It restores the car’s surface without compromising the factory paint job.

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Many luxury and exotic cars come with specialty paint finishes that require regular maintenance to retain their brilliance. Superior Exotic Color & Paint offers services to help owners keep their cars looking showroom-ready:

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Custom Solutions for High-Performance Cars

Exotic cars often include high-performance features that extend beyond the engine, such as aerodynamic components and carbon fiber trims. Superior Exotic Color & Paint offers custom painting solutions for these elements, ensuring they match or complement the car’s overall design.

Spoilers and Splitters: These components are painted or refinished to match the bodywork perfectly.

Brake Calipers: Custom-painted brake calipers add a touch of individuality and style, especially for sports and exotic cars.

Wheels: Luxury cars often feature premium wheels that can be painted or restored to enhance their appearance.

Why Choose Superior Exotic Color & Paint?

Catering to luxury and exotic cars requires a level of precision and care that goes beyond standard automotive services. A Car Paint Shop West Palm Beach has earned a reputation for delivering exceptional results. Here’s why they stand out:

Experience with High-End Brands: The team has extensive experience working with luxury brands like Rolls-Royce, Ferrari, Lamborghini, Porsche, and Bentley.

State-of-the-Art Equipment: The shop uses advanced tools and technology to achieve the highest quality results.

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In conclusion, maintaining the elegance and uniqueness of luxury and exotic cars requires specialized expertise, tools, and materials. At Superior Exotic Color & Paint, owners of high-end vehicles can trust that their prized possessions are in the hands of skilled professionals who understand the intricacies of working with these exceptional automobiles. Whether it’s restoring a factory finish, applying custom designs, or repairing damage, the shop ensures your car leaves looking as extraordinary as the day it was first admired.

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Ana Victoria Jiménez (Mexican, b. 1941),  from the series Cuaderno de tareas (Assignment book), 1978-81Four sets of ten black-and-white photographs. 25 sheets: 10 × 6 1/2 in. (25.4 × 16.5 cm); 15 sheets: 6 1/2 × 10 in. (16.5 × 25.4 cm). Courtesy of Ana Victoria Jiménez. ©the artist. Image courtesy of the Hammer Museum. 

PLAN ForYourArt: December 7–13

Thursday, December 7

Winter Soiree, The Music Center (Downtown), 5:30pm. $2,500.

Family 1st Thursday: Installation Art, Santa Barbara Museum of Art (Santa Barbara), 5:30–7:30pm.

Artist and scholar walkthroughs: Angela Lopez Ruiz, Hammer Museum (Westwood), 6pm.

Sculpture to Wear !ndelible, Kopeikin Galllery (Culver City), 6–9pm.

Paul Brach Lecture Series: Wizard Apprentice (Tieraney Carter), CalArts (Valencia), 6pm.

Graphic Design T-Shirt Show, CalArts (Valencia), 6–11pm.

David Alan Harvey: Capturing Cuba, Annenberg Space for Photography (Century City), 6:30–8pm.

GEORGE BALANCHINE'S THE NUTCRACKER, The Music Center (Downtown), 6:30pm. Through December 10.

Talk: Curator Walkthrough of "A Universal History of Infamy" with Rita Gonzalez, LACMA (Miracle Mile), 7pm.

CraftNight: Papercraft A Holiday Workshop, Craft and Folk Art Museum (Miracle Mile), 7–9pm. $10.

at land’s edge presents Jimena Sarno, Southern California Library (South L.A.), 7–9pm.

Felipe Dulzaides and John Loomis on Havana's National Art Schools, LAMAG (East Hollywood), 7pm.

Rodney Bingenheimer "Santa's Got a GTO Vol. 2" LP and Gearhead Magazine Release Party, La Luz de Jesus Gallery (Los Feliz), 7–10pm.

ALTERNATE ENDINGS, RADICAL BEGINNINGS, MOCA Grand Avenue (Downtown), 7–9pm.

In Conversation: Lok Siu and Maria Magdalena Campos-Pons, California African American Museum (Downtown), 7pm.

SCREENINGS   Part of the series The Contenders 2017: Get Out, and Q&A with Jordan Peele, Hammer Museum (Westwood), 7:30pm.

Reading Series, Women’s Center for Creative Work (Frogtown), 7:30–9:30pm.

Crotty Lecture - Christian Origins in Early Modern Europe: The Birth of a New Kind of History, The Huntington (San Marino), 7:30pm.

CalArts Winter Dance, CalArts (Valencia), 8:30pm. Also December 8.

Jazz Ensemble Concert, CalArts (Valencia), 10pm.

Friday, December 8

Conference: Globalizing the Protestant Reformations, The Huntington (San Marino), 8:30am.

Indigenous Knowledge and the Making of the Colonial Latin America, Getty Center (Brentwood), 9:30am–5pm.

Deconstructing Allusion II: Featuring Greg Miller, JoAnne Artman Gallery (Laguna Beach), 11am–5pm. 

Little Masters of Imagine Studio, Center for the Arts Eagle Rock (Eagle Rock), 5–9pm.

ARTIST APPEARANCE: THOMAS DEMAND, Palm Springs Art Museum (Palm Springs), 5:30pm.

Your Mouth A Constellation, JOAN (Mid-City), 7pm; performance, 7:30pm.

REGGAE ON THE BORDER: THE POSSIBILITIES OF A FRONTERA SOUNDSCAPE, Museum of Latin American Art (Long Beach), 7pm.

Film: An Evening With . . . Sam Esmail, LACMA (Miracle Mile), 7:30pm.

REMATCH by Simone Forti & Carmela Hermann Dietrich, Highways Performance Space (Santa Monica), 8:30pm. $20–25. Also December 9.

Bennie Maupin plays The Jewel and The Lotus (1974, ECM), REDCAT (Downtown), 8:30pm. $15–25.

Desert Soul Club, Mod Soul Funk Party, Tonga Hut (Palm Springs), 9pm–1am.

WINDS FROM FUSANG: MEXICO AND CHINA IN THE TWENTIETH CENTURY, USC Pacific Asia Museum (Pasadena).

Saturday, December 9

Quiet Mornings: Art x Mindfulness, The Geffen Contemporary at MOCA (Downtown), 9:30am.

Lecture: Herbert Cole on Mothers and Children in the Arts of Africa, Fowler Museum (Westwood), 11am.

A Step Back In Time, The Perfect Exposure Gallery (Koreatown), 11am–4pm. Continues December 10. 

Holiday Sale, White Lodge (Highland Park), 11am–4pm.

HOLIDAY BAZAAR SHOPPING EVENT, THERE-THERE GALLERY (Hollywood), 12–5pm.

L.A. Makers Pop-Up,  LACE (Los Angeles Contemporary Exhibitions) (Hollywood), 12–7pm.

Holiday Marketplace, Self Help Graphics & Art (Downtown), 12–5pm.

Quema Del Diablo Music and Arts Festival, Joshua Tree Retreat Center / Center of Mentalphysics (Joshua Tree), 12pm.

Sun and Shadow: Imagining Los Angeles and Mexico City, ca. 1950, lecture by architectural historian Keith Eggener, LACMA (Miracle Mile), 1pm.

The Art Of Creative Manifestation And Entrepreneurialism, Women’s Center for Creative Work (Frogtown), 1–4pm. $24–30.

Queer Werkout with Nicola Bullock and Sarah Bouars, Pieter (Lincoln Heights), 1–3pm. $15–20.

MFA Open Studios, UC Riverside (Riverside), 1–5pm.

PST: Video Art in Latin America – Curator Walk Through and Screening, LAXART (Hollywood), 2pm; screening, 3:30pm.

Gingerbread House Workshop, Laguna Art Museum (Laguna Beach), 2–4pm. $10.

Around the Table: Recipes and Stories from The Lark SB, Santa Barbara Museum of Art (Santa Barbara), 2pm.

Artist talk: Katie Crown: Watercolors and Joan Wynn: Alive, TAG Gallery (Santa Monica), 3pm.

M E G A  P H O T O B O O K  S A T U R D A Y!, Arcana Books on the Arts (Culver City), 3–7pm.

37th Annual Black Doll Show, William Grant Still Arts Center (West Adams), 3–6pm.

Michael Queenland, Kristina Kite Gallery (Mid-City), 3–5pm.

1ST CHILDREN’S HOLIDAY GALA, Museum of Latin American Art (Long Beach), 3–6pm.

plant spirit meditation ceremony with tea infusions, Five Car Garage (Santa Monica), 4–5pm.

Terry Leness: Sunshine Muse and Jennifer Bain: A Palimpsest of Time and Place, Lia Skidmore Contemporary Art (Santa Monica), 4–6pm.

Brass Ensemble Concert, CalArts (Valencia), 4–6pm.

Betty Sheinbaum: An Artist, TAG Gallery (Santa Monica), 5–8pm.

Graduate Open Studios, UCLA Graduate Studios (Culver City), 5–8pm.

There is Only One Paul R. Williams, WUHO - Woodbury University Hollywood Outpost (Hollywood), 6pm.

Holiday Echo Park Craft Fair, Mack Sennett Studios (Silver Lake), 6–9pm. Also December 10.

THE ARTYSSEY, Skid Row History Museum & Archive (Downtown), 6–8pm.

SOUTHLAND ENSEMBLE FLUXUS : CONSTRUCTION, Automata (Chinatown), 8pm. $15.

Lou Harrison, Music of the Pacific, REDCAT (Downtown), 8:30pm. $15–25.

Experimental Futures: Alex Wand, Cari Stevens, Molly Allis, Justin Asher, Human Hemingway, OOLA, Pieter (Linoln Heights), 8:30–10pm.

Sunday, December 10

Getting Real With Money, Women’s Center for Creative Work (Frogtown), 10am–1pm. Also December 17.

CREATE: A Comedy of Hands/Una comedia de manos, ESMoA (El Segundo), 10am–1pm.

HANUKKAH FESTIVAL LA/LA, Skirball Cultural Center (Brentwood), 11am–4pm.

Nutcracker: The Motion Picture and Where the Wild Things Are, Hammer Museum (Westwood), 11am.

THERE-THERE AND FORYOURART CERAMICS SUNDAY, there-there (Hollywood), 11am–3pm.

COMMUNITY HOLIDAY FESTIVAL, Museum of Latin American Art (Long Beach), 11am–5pm.

Holiday & Cookie Time, 356 Mission (Downtown), 12–5pm.

Tow Truck Towing a Tow Truck, haphazard/ as-is.la (Downtown), 1–5pm.

Performance and Open House, Side Street Projects (Altadena), 1–4pm.

Upcycled Instrument-Making Workshop with Guillermo Galindo and JR Thomason A CraftLab Family Workshop!, Craft and Folk Art Museum (Miracle Mile), 1:30–3:30pm. $5–7.

Studio Sunday on the Front Steps, Santa Barbara Museum of Art (Santa Barbara), 1:30–4:30pm.

Free The Voice!, Women’s Center for Creative Work (Frogtown), 2pm. $32–40.

Lecture - Cochineal in the History of Art and Global Trade, The Huntington (San Marino), 2:30pm.

Talk: The Thirtieth Annual Michele and Peter Berton Memorial Lecture on Japanese Art: Bachelors' Passions and Ladies' Crazes: The Gender of Japanism, LACMA (Miracle Mile), 3:30pm.

Performing Wellness With Deborah Seabrook, Women’s Center for Creative Work (Frogtown), 8–10pm. $10–20.

Guitars @ CalArts, CalArts (Valencia), 8–10pm.

Studio: Fall 2017, REDCAT (Downtown), 8:30pm. Through December 11.

El Segundo Holiday Parade, various locations (El Segundo).

Monday, December 11

Holiday Music: Vox Feminae, The Huntington (San Marino), 1–2pm.

SCREENINGS   Part of the series The Contenders 2017: Lady Bird, and Q&A with Greta Gerwig, Hammer Museum (Westwood), 7:30pm.

Neighborhoods For All: Tenants’ Rights, Community Participation, & Housing Justice, Women’s Center for Creative Work (Frogtown), 7:30–9:30pm.

Tuesday, December 12

Finding Form and Robert Polidori: 20 Photographs of the Getty Museum, 1997, Getty Center (Brentwood), 10am–5:30pm. 

Film: Nocturne, LACMA (Miracle Mile), 1pm.

LAND Annual Holiday Moveable Feast, Carmencita (Hollywood), 6–9pm. $75.

SCREENINGS   Part of the series The Contenders 2017: The Big Sick, and Q&A with Kumail Nanjiani, Emily V. Gordon, and Michael Showalter, Hammer Museum (Westwood), 7:30pm.

Wednesday, December 13

Pierre Fatumbi Verger: Mensageiro Dois Mundos, Fowler Museum (Westwood), 7–9pm.

Community Generated Safety—How it works in Gladys Park and Holiday Party, Skid Row History Museum & Archive (Downtown), 7pm.

In Conversation: Thelma Golden and Gary Simmons, California African American Museum (Downtown), 7pm.

How To Have Hard Conversations: Step 2, Constructive Conflict Communication at Work, Home and Everywhere In Between, Women’s Center for Creative Work (Frogtown), 7–10pm. $16–20.

SCREENINGS   Part of the series The Contenders 2017: The Florida Project, and Q&A with Willem Dafoe and Sean Baker, Hammer Museum (Westwood), 7:30pm.