Dinner led to longer meetings, and workshops. Within a few short weeks, I came to believe that Armageddon was at hand, World War III would start in 1977, and we Moonies were single-handedly responsible for defeating Satan and building the Kingdom of Heaven on earth.
I threw myself into the work of “saving the world,” logging 18 to 21 hours a day, seven days a week, fundraising, recruiting and indoctrinating new members, organizing public relations and political campaigns, and meeting regularly with Moon and his highest-ranking lieutenants. As an American, I had no real power, just position. The upper echelons of the hierarchy were composed exclusively of Koreans and Japanese, with the Koreans in the position of the master race. Moon had moved to the United States, and he needed American front men who were intelligent, passionate and dedicated. Over a matter of months, I went from founder of a recruiting front group, C.A.R.P.[1] at my former college, to the rank of Assistant Director of the Unification Church #10 at National Headquarters in Manhattan. I was highly praised by Moon himself, and proclaimed, “the model member.”