My Library

I had no idea that interest could come from far larger auspices other than those parapsychology represented. After all, back then all scientific, academic and mainstream systems were completely resistant to the phenomena Puthoff intended to work with. I couldn’t imagine a factor emerging that would make any serious change within that complicated, but rather straightforward scenario. If, then, all things remained the same, and if that factor had not emerged, my estimate would have probably been correct. The factor that emerged was, of course, Dr. Harold E. Puthoff himself, a person I really didn’t yet know very well with just two days experience with him. And in this regard, his appearance and jovial, optimistic attitudes gave little in the way of clues to the reserves of dynamic strength underneath. MY only clue at the time was that although Puthoff listened to my gloom-and-doom scenario, I was somewhat left with the impression that my speaking went in one of his ears and out the other. Oh, well, I was already familiar with the fact that people listen only to what they want to hear. One of my major purposes in going to SRI was to transport evidences of the experiments in which I had been involved in New York. On behalf of Backster, Schmeidler and Karlis Osis, I wanted to find out what Puthoff (and possibly others) thought about them, especially with regard to whether the experimental protocols constituted competent science or not. At Pete’s, we agreed to spend most of the day, Wednesday, going through those materials. When we arrived at SRI, however, Hal proceeded to be on the telephone for the entire morning. So I perched on the desk of his secretary, Eli Primrose, an extremely beautiful and