There is no greater personal evidence to me that our existence is circular, and perhaps predetermined, than the fact that I find myself once again writing a column in Genii about tricks. We begin and end our lives in diapers. Fortunately I’m not there yet, but with brain and fingers willing and able, I hope to share some great magic with you each month. It might be one trick, or two, or a sleight, with some limited navel-gazing along the way.
My goal is to give you clear instructions and illustrations so you can learn the items taught in these pages. Sometimes I will be the writer and other times merely the conduit for contributions written by others. These I edit, as necessary, into greater clarity. What matters, of course, and the thing that makes this column different from others of the same ilk, is my point of view and—if luck is still with me in my senior citizenry—good taste.
My “super power” has always been some mysterious ability to convince people to let me publish things. Who knows why? It is one of those fortuitous mysteries of life you don’t ask too much about lest you muck it up. I am joined in this endeavor by Ever Elizalde, who will draw the illustrations for this column.
And with that said, away we go.