Harry & Abraham

“I believe it may be safe to assume,” thought Harry Houdini to himself one Halloween night as he waited for the evening’s guests to arrive, “that I could be a god.” The thought immediately made him chuckle in spite of himself. A man as educated as himself knew better than to believe in such silly notions as gods and monsters, let alone that he himself could be one. “If not a god,” he counteracted to himself, “at least some kind of godlike creature.” He nodded…