Good news, O wise one: in this world, in the eyes of the masses that follow you, you are untouchable. Whatever accusation may befall you, your devoted admirers see only a malicious campaign of slander; the fruit of the very conspiracies you perpetually warn them about, and nothing more. So relax, O wise one: travel the world once more, speaking to the vast audiences that adore you: scribble your signature on the cover page of a thousand books, pose for a hundred selfies, carry on as if nothing ever happened. For you the presumption of innocence is a guarantee, a license to tarry forth. Good news, O wise one: in this world you are untouchable. Ah, but be warned: in the next world it is another story entirely.