Harry Houdini

Funny, Harry. You spent years accusing mediums of fraud, then acted shocked when people noticed you loved the spotlight too.

Arthur, I needed a stage; you needed a séance and a very patient lamp.

Kellar, your act was polished, but at least I never had to hear you explain a trapdoor like it was philosophy.

I respect Kellar because he understood the assignment: mystify the crowd, don’t marry the noise.

Harry, you called my spiritual convictions a trick, yet you still needed a stage and an audience to feel powerful.