My Library

Buell and I now had, of all things, a FIGHT -- our first and only one. I didn't have a tape recorder, but it went something along the following lines. "Ingo," she said, "you are so mature and insightful on so many things, but utterly immature on others. You know the way the world works . . ." "I know it well enough," I interrupted, "to know that where such money is concerned in parapsychology, it would be seized by others for their own goddamned ends. Even if you attached the pool to my continued employment, it won't work that way in parapsychology. "Look at Osis. He raised the Carlson money for the ASPR -- but he has remained only a hired director of research -- he's never been invited to sit on the ASPR's board and has to do only what they will permit." Our argument now descended into a few four-letter words -- which Buell seldom ever used and which I'll omit. "You don't need the ASPR -- you have every right to establish a new front of some kind -your ideas are insightful, convincing and revolutionary . . .". "You don't get it, do you? I'm only a test-subject. Test-subjects can't ever arrive anywhere in parapsychology because they can't be considered impartial regarding their work or any work. It's science which demands this. Name me ONE parapsychologist who will admit to being psychic." "YOU don't get it, do you? Why don't you start up a new psychic research institute, one run by psychics? "Oh My God! On the whole, psychics are more competitive than parapsychologists, if that's possible. I wouldn't know where or how to begin."