Nikola Tesla Books
IN SEARCH OF NIKOLA TESLA then he'd carefully polish each dish and then his knife and fork - he went as far as throwing away his gloves as soon as he'd worn them. He hated touching people.' 'Yes, you must be right,' Dave said. 'He thought that he'd rid himself of his feelings but he spent the rest of his life trying to tame them. It was all a metaphor â that tower. Feeling, love, friendship, reaching out to the rest of the world. He called it electrical power, transmission directly without wires, a world linked to a source of inexhaustible energy, a brotherhood in the future, the new 'golden age'. That's what must have carried him on all along.' I agreed: 'I think that you're right. And people must pick up feeling from his writings. After all, it's a good message, a world linked by love; I think that's why all this Tesla stuff is so attractive to them.' I suddenly began to laugh and Dave looked at me in a puzzled way. 'What is it?' he asked. 'Oh, I just thought, if anyone could hear us they would think we were mad. Think of it: I'm supposed to produce a scientific report for the Government on power transmission and I end up talking about love.' Dave joined in my laughter. 'Yes, you'd better keep quiet about it. After all, they don't know the great secret - they're all even crazier than we are!' 103
