Writing from the Earth. We don’t know where you are now, but know that you have proved before your sweetheart Bess that there is no rebirth for a dead. When you didn't come back on the séance to utter “Rosabelle believe” in Bess’ ears, the entire world understood the futility of séances.
As a 4-year-old, clinging on the hands of your parents, you left the shores of Europe to cross the Atlantic seeking better life prospects. And that real-life escape worked. In the USA, your new homeland, you started receiving applause. You grabbed everyone’s praise not only as a trapeze artist, but also as an ever-winning marathoner.
It must be some celestial destiny that should have prompted you to take up the magic wand. When you got the sobriquet ‘King of Cards’, it was just a fitting start. Later you opened a path of your own. You carved out a niche which until then was unheard in magic. When you outdid a handcuff for the first time, you got the name, ‘King of handcuffs’, concomitantly, the world of magic was gifted with a new horizon. That domain, which we term ‘escapology’, has made the art of magic undaunted and ageless.
In front of your radical thinking no superstitions survived. Setting aside lucrative show schedules, you devoted yourself as ‘ghost buster’ and eradicated false beliefs in the society. You lived just 52 years and what you did in magic is still evergreen. At New York’s Machpelah Cemetery, in front of many wet eyes, you made a clam conclusion for this worldly life.
Your lineage is today flourished with deft descendants who walk through your daring paths. They strive for the posterity of your beloved art. If you live as David Copperfield in the USA; in the UK, you hover over a gracious Thames as a David Blaine Down south of Asia, you sprinkle golden spangles of wonder over ‘God’s own country’ through the graceful Gopinath Muthukad. We see in them and myriads of their counterparts, the glitter of veneration and tribute for you, their master. Thus you live with us.
Oh... something about us, if you are keen to know. We are now contained in a world that has become a straitjacket. You migrated to the USA in 1878 and the world migration is still continuing. Some countries lament about ‘brain drain’; my country is no exception. But many like me surprise why they are not keen in filling vacancies on time and providing legitimate wages for keeping the ‘brains’ inside the country!
Since 1990 onwards countries are caught up in the spider web of GATT and GATS. The former is a so-called world agreement for making trade tariffs uniformly beneficial for all countries. But in reality, the regulations ensure the perpetuation of developing countries. I am not sure whether the Grace Hospital of Detroit was really graceful for you or not. But today no hospital wants to be really gracious to patients. They are also under stiff pressure due to international commercial competitions. Thanks to the GATS that has mercilessly put even education and medical service under global rule. Education system has deviated a long way from its declared and widely believed norms. Today is ‘you pay, you take’, even in education.
Dear Houdini, no country can try to escape from this spider web and make its own attempts of resilience. The world system is such that there are certain core countries that allow the periphery nations to revolve only at particular distance. Any attempt to break this may soon invite global sanctions. It’s called globalization!
You told stone walls do not a prison make... But it seems so-called international treaties not only build prisons but lock world's population in lockups.
Our pray all the time is that one day one Houdini may appear and liberate the whole world from the straitjackets of agony to establish an egalitarian, welfare-for all world!
Consider if you can reappear, please.
With lots of love,
Your fan