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All of these efforts included very ugly gossip, and so GOSSIP has its place in the real story of remote viewing. In the first few days immediately following the reception of 26 April which, all in all, had turned out to be a rather glorious event, I soon found it being spread about that I was, among other things, a drunkard; a debaucher; an alcoholic; a homosexual. I wasn't married, and so, it was said, I "must be" one. I also must be a pornographer because I was interested in, well, whatever they thought I was interested in. On the other hand, I was also said to be a seducer of older wealthy women, and which caused some my older female friends to smile -- somewhat with a gleam of hope as I sometimes interpreted it. It was ALSO said that my overall behavior was probably mentally deranged, that I was a mindless Scientology clone and spy. I was also a skillful mind manipulator, that I could read minds, and that I was a danger and threat to the integrity of parapsychology. I was quite disturbed by this cloaked gossip at first, and thought it quite cruel. But Zelda said, and she was serious, that "any publicity is good publicity. Just make sure they can spell your name right."