The Persecution of John Demjanjuk

by Patrick Buchanan
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“John Demjanjuk Guilty of Nazi Death Camp Murders,” ran the headline on the BBC. The lede began:

“A German court has found John Demjanjuk guilty of helping to murder more than 28,000 Jews at a Nazi death camp in Poland.”

Not until paragraph 17 does one find this jolting fact: “No evidence was produced that he committed a specific crime.”

That is correct. No evidence was produced, no witness came forward to testify he ever saw Demjanjuk injure anyone. And the critical evidence that put Demjanjuk at Sobibor came — from the KGB.

First was a KGB summary of an alleged interview with one Ignat Danilchenko, who claimed he was a guard at Sobibor and knew Demjanjuk. Second was the Soviet-supplied ID card from the Trawniki camp that trained guards.

There are major problems with both pieces of “evidence.”

First, Danilchenko has been dead for a quarter of a century, no one in the West ever interviewed him, and Moscow stonewalled defense requests for access to the full Danilchenko file. His very existence raises a question.

How could a Red Army soldier who turned collaborator and Nazi camp guard survive Operation Keelhaul, which sent all Soviet POWs back to Joseph Stalin, where they were either murdered or sent to the Gulag?

As for the ID card from Trawniki, just last month there was unearthed at the National Archives in College Park, Md., a 1985 report from the Cleveland office of the FBI, which, after studying the card, concluded it was “quite likely” a KGB forgery.

“Justice is ill-served in the prosecution of an American citizen on evidence which is not only normally inadmissible in a court of law, but based on evidence and allegations quite likely fabricated by the KGB.”

This FBI report, never made public, was done just as Demjanjuk was being deported to Israel to stand trial as “Ivan the Terrible,” the murderer of Treblinka. In a sensational trial covered by the world’s press, Demjanjuk was convicted and sentenced to hang.

But after five years on death row, new evidence turned up when the Soviet Union collapsed and Russia opened up. That evidence wholly validated the claims of Demjanjuk’s defenders.

Not only had Demjanjuk never even been at Treblinka, the Soviet files contained a photograph of the real “Ivan” — a larger and older man.

To its eternal credit, the Israeli Supreme Court reversed the conviction, rejected a request to retry Demjanjuk as a camp guard elsewhere in Poland, freed him and sent him home to America.

Exposed as a laughing stock, and denounced for fraud by Ohio district and appellate courts, the Office of Special Investigations began crafting a new case, John Demjanjuk of Sobibor, to deport and try again the old man whose defense attorneys had made fools of them.

Thus the Sobibor story and Demjanjuk’s supposed complicity in the murder of 28,000 Jews — though, as the BBC notes, no one testified at the trial that they ever saw John Demjanjuk injure anyone.

Consider the life this tormented American has lived.

Born in Ukraine in 1920, as a boy he endured the Holodomor — the famine imposed on his people in 1932 and 1933 by Stalin and his hated henchman Lazar Kaganovich, which resulted in the starvation and death of somewhere between 5 million and 9 million Ukrainians.

It has been called by historians the “forgotten Holocaust.”

Conscripted into the Red Army, Demjanjuk was captured in the German blitzkrieg. Unlike American and British POWs, whom Germans regarded as racial equals, Ukrainians were untermensch who could be used for medical experiments.

Not only did Demjanjuk survive, he managed to evade the Allied order, under Keelhaul, for all Red Army POWs to be repatriated to Stalin, which was the Soviet dictator’s demand before he would return the U.S. and British POWs his troops liberated in the march to Berlin.

In the war’s aftermath, Demjanjuk married his wife Vera, who had been conscripted in the Ukraine and brought forcibly west to work in the German economy.

Thence he moved to Cleveland, became an autoworker, raised a family and practiced his Christian faith. But he made a mistake.

He sent his wife to Ukraine to tell his aged mother that he had survived the war and was living in the great United States of America.

Word got around the village. The KGB came calling. Swiftly, the payments his mother had been receiving for her war hero son were halted, and suddenly, there turned up an ID card that said John Demjanjuk had been trained at Trawniki to be a Nazi camp guard.

The KGB began feeding OSI from its “files,” as OSI began a manic persecution of Demjanjuk that has lasted 30 years.

Stalin died in bed in 1953. Kaganovich died with his family around him in Moscow in 1991. And John Demjanjuk, 91, after spending five years on death row for a crime he did not commit in a place he never was, is stateless and homeless in a Germany where veterans of the SS walk free.

That is justice — in our world.

Court: No right to resist illegal cop entry into home

INDIANAPOLIS | Overturning a common law dating back to the English Magna Carta of 1215, the Indiana Supreme Court ruled Thursday that Hoosiers have no right to resist unlawful police entry into their homes.

In a 3-2 decision, Justice Steven David writing for the court said if a police officer wants to enter a home for any reason or no reason at all, a homeowner cannot do anything to block the officer's entry.

"We believe ... a right to resist an unlawful police entry into a home is against public policy and is incompatible with modern Fourth Amendment jurisprudence," David said. "We also find that allowing resistance unnecessarily escalates the level of violence and therefore the risk of injuries to all parties involved without preventing the arrest."

David said a person arrested following an unlawful entry by police still can be released on bail and has plenty of opportunities to protest the illegal entry through the court system.

The court's decision stems from a Vanderburgh County case in which police were called to investigate a husband and wife arguing outside their apartment.

When the couple went back inside their apartment, the husband told police they were not needed and blocked the doorway so they could not enter. When an officer entered anyway, the husband shoved the officer against a wall. A second officer then used a stun gun on the husband and arrested him.

Professor Ivan Bodensteiner, of Valparaiso University School of Law, said the court's decision is consistent with the idea of preventing violence.

"It's not surprising that they would say there's no right to beat the hell out of the officer," Bodensteiner said. "(The court is saying) we would rather opt on the side of saying if the police act wrongfully in entering your house your remedy is under law, to bring a civil action against the officer."

Justice Robert Rucker, a Gary native, and Justice Brent Dickson, a Hobart native, dissented from the ruling, saying the court's decision runs afoul of the Fourth Amendment of the U.S. Constitution.

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AIPAC 101 — What Every American Should Know

The Dangerous Naivety of the Lone Wolf Theorist

by Szandor Blestman
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If one listens to the establishment media and talking heads lately, one will hear much about conspiracy theorists. Now of course this term is used to impugn anyone who would endorse such theories. Everyone knows that conspiracy theorists are crazy, right? Everyone knows that government wouldn't lie about important things like world events. Everyone knows that the establishment would never try to cover anything up and hide the truth from the populace. Well, at least not the important stuff. Well, at least no people in power would ever plot against their own people, right? Not even if the outcome would be beneficial to their personal interests, right? Hmm? Perhaps we should explore the world of the lone wolf theorist. After all, if an event was not carried out as part of some kind of conspiracy, it must have been carried out by a single entity, a lone wolf if you will.


The lone wolf theorist appears to me to be very trusting. He seems to trust in the establishment implicitly. He does not wish to question whether or not facts are true, even when they seem questionable. He prefers to take opinion and conjecture as fact so long as they come from an established source. Yet he seems to believe that he is, in fact, the knower of all things there are to know. He believes that he has the facts, and the facts tell him that government is good, conspiracies don't exist, and the establishment account of events is never wrong.

The lone wolf theorist believes that nutcases are able to plan complicated actions on their own and gain access to highly valued and protected targets without any problems. They believe that paranoid schizophrenics can quite easily plan things weeks and perhaps months ahead of time without anyone suspecting a thing. They must believe that these people are among the most intelligent among us, certainly the most devious. Indeed, in many cases it seems that these lone wolfs must have near super human qualities in order to pull off some of the schemes they have been accused of.

No man is an island. We all engage in some kind of contact with our fellow humans. Even Ted Kaczynski, who did his utmost to remove himself from the rest of humanity, had to interact with others from time to time. A true lone wolf and intellectual, Mr. Kaczynski had to stick to soft targets and mail bombs to avoid capture. It is highly unlikely he could have ever pulled off an assassination of a well protected person or the kind of terrorist attack people seem to fear most, for those kind of operations almost require a conspiracy, and certainly so if the perpetrator wishes to not get caught.

Of course, the other aspect of conspiracy theory is the theory aspect. I suppose one who thinks conspiracies theories are crazy could believe that conspiracies exist, but the version he believes in is fact. Could we call such a person a conspiracy factist? How about a conspiracy knower? Either way, I believe that the only way someone could be absolutely certain as to whether or not a given event was plotted the way it was reported to be plotted would be if he was personally involved. Unless that's the case, one has to take the word of someone else as to what is or was the truth of a given situation.

The vast majority of the population all across the planet are entertaining some kind of theory when it comes to news stories. Some people might realize this, but most probably don't. They simply watch establishment news programs on the television, listen to establishment news radio, or read establishment newspapers or magazines and take them at their word. There's never any questioning. There's never any investigation. People just take it for granted that establishment media is being honest, have done their due diligence in terms of investigating a story, and are accurate and realistic in their reporting. The problem is that the establishment media often uses government sources. In fact, they have come to depend on government sources for their stories in many cases. The establishment media may well take for granted that the government sources are being honest and accurate. They have, in essence, failed in any watchdog duties that may be expected of them.

In the United States of America, in the legal system, one is supposed to be innocent until proven guilty. The burden of proof is supposed to weigh upon the prosecution. Yet in too many cases people who were "proven" to be guilty were later proven to be innocent. It seems to me that there is some kind of disconnect at work here to make this possible. Perhaps in law, as in the court of public opinion that is shaped by establishment media, it is not so much "facts" and "proof" that count, but who the jury will believe, who they trust, and who they tend to disagree with. It seems to me that these days, as many who have become involved with the legal system have come to find out, that one is guilty until he can prove himself innocent in a court of law. The legal system in this nation has devolved into the type of system that the founders fought to escape from. It is no longer a system we can be so proud of because our system is so much better than tyrannical legal systems. It has become as corrupt as many other legal systems around the world and so few seem to care. This is because so many are brainwashed and no longer question the authorities because they'd rather believe the lone wolf theorists they see on television and feel good that their nation's legal system is still the bestest, most greatest, most honest, in the whole, wide world and would never make a mistake.

The biggest difference between the conspiracy theorist and the lone wolf theorist, or the conspiracy theorist and the conspiracy knower, is who they trust for their information. Most conspiracy theorists, if they are at all reputable, will follow their instincts and ask questions of those who should know, who were involved, or who have done research that may have been missed by the mainstream. Most lone wolf theorists or conspiracy knowers will simply take the word of the establishment media, its talking heads and government sources. At least, it seems that way to me.

I got news in case you didn't know, government lies. Politicians lie and make promises they don't intend on keeping to get votes. Bureaucrats lie, misrepresent and exagerate to increase the budgets for their bureaucracies. Establishment corporations lie to get legislation passed that will help them maintain their markets. Establishment media lies, misrepresents and embellishes to maintain its relationships with all those listed above in order to make sure they don't loose access to their sources. Yet somehow these people who have been shown to deceive are still seen as reputable and even held in high esteem by some.

This is where the biggest danger lies. Threats to freedom come not from outside enemies trying to control us with military force, but from enemies within manipulating our emotions. We are indoctrinated from childhood. Those we trust abuse their status. They use fear and guilt to steal our wealth and as excuses to violate our liberties. Those who do not wish to see will defend their actions even as those in power become more controlling and tyrannical. They forget to question authority. They neglect to look into motive. They obey dictates from the top, centralized authority without thought of who benefits from such regulations. They go along to get along, lowering their chins and watching their feet as they make their way through life hoping to stay off the radar. They become a small cog in a system that slowly turns the masses into slaves for a power elite while grinding down opportunity and innovation. They loose the individualist concepts of liberty and independence and replace them with the fallacious collectivist promises of protection and being cared for. We should not be a nation of people dependent upon hope in a centralized government, but a nation of self governing individuals confident in our abilities to provide for our own needs independent of government interference.

Do not be so critical of conspiracy theorists questioning the government point of view. They are rightly questioning authority and showing a healthy skepticism. Instead, be more wary of those who would vehemently defend the establishment storyline and trust in such an historically untrustworthy organization. Be more wary of those who would offhandedly judge the messengers as crazy rather than disputing the facts and checking out the sources. Perhaps it is the lone wolf theorists and conspiracy knowers who should be questioned and investigated. Perhaps they have more to gain or loose than one might imagine. Oh wait, that sounds like a conspiracy theory. I must be crazy.

Psychopharmaceutical industry seeks world of dispassionate sheeple

Natural News

(NaturalNews) – People who obediently follow the herd, never markedly sad, angry or excited; children who play quietly and never annoy or talk out of turn – this is the object of the psychiatric/pharmaceutical industries. And when anyone steps out of line, the answer is simple: stamp them “abnormal” and give them a pill.

Human sorrow could soon be more easily diagnosed and medicated as a mental disorder. Psychiatrists creating the next edition of the psychiatric bible – the Diagnostic Statistical Manual (DSM-5, due out in 2013) – are recommending to eliminate the time clause for major depressive disorder. So instead of grieving for two months to qualify, if you mourn the loss of a loved one for only two weeks doctors could label you mentally ill and prescribe a drug.

The first DSM published in 1952 was a 132-page volume listing 128 mental disorders. With nearly 900 pages, the current edition (DSM-IV, published in 1994) lists 357 disorders – an over 300% increase. Since its release, DSM-IV has generated a 256% increase in psychiatric drug sales and billions of dollars in government funding.

Drug companies are notorious for downplaying disabling effects of psychotropic drugs. Additionally, medical journalist and Pulitzer Prize nominee Robert Whitaker reports that many psychiatric drug users acquire a more severe form of mental illness than they started with. For instance, antidepressant users tend to spiral down into long-term depression – yielding even greater profit for psychiatrists and drugmakers.

Creating drugged and docile youth

Psychiatry’s worst social meltdown concerns our youngest. The threat of ADHD, bipolar, autism and other alleged childhood diseases – which duped teachers, counselors and parents are on constant lookout for – presses children into a “socially acceptable” mold.

Several ADHD websites even boast that medication benefits include: “the child is no longer distinguishable from classmates” – their words!

A Medco Health Solutions Report in 2009 revealed children to be the pharmaceutical industry’s most expanding market. Child prescriptions have increased at four times the rate of the general population.

Every new disorder equals more prescriptions and more profit. With changes planned for DSM-5, toddlers with recurring tantrums could be drugged for “temper dysregulation disorder”, upset six-year-olds could be drugged for “Disruptive Mood Dysregulation Disorder” and kids with “overly familiar behavior (verbal or physical violation of culturally sanctioned social boundaries)” could be drugged for “Disinhibited Social Engagement Disorder.”

Social totalitarians

DSM officials admit that everyone has instances of sadness and anger, and assert that diagnoses depend on the severity and frequency of symptoms.

And who decides when a child or adult has crossed from normality into abnormality? Psychiatrists – a field financially joined at the hip with Big Pharma.

Per the current DSM, social no-nos deserving an abnormal imprint (and likely to lead to a prescription drug) include:

* Heightened self-esteem (“manic episode”)
* Very sensitive to criticism (“avoidant personality disorder”)
* Defying and disobeying authority figures (“oppositional defiant disorder”)
* Behavior that deviates markedly from the expectations of the culture (“personality disorder”)

The Soviet Union also used psychiatric labels for social control. People who defied communism were diagnosed as mentally ill, isolated and forcefully medicated.

Ahead of his time, Aldous Huxley anticipated psychiatric totalitarianism in his classic novel, Brave New World: “And if ever, by some unlucky chance, anything unpleasant should somehow happen, why, there’s always soma* to give you a holiday from the facts. And there’s always soma to calm your anger, to reconcile you to your enemies, to make you patient and long-suffering. In the past you could only accomplish these things by making a great effort and after years of hard moral training. Now, you swallow two or three half-gramme tablets, and there you are.” [*In this fictional novel, soma is a hallucinogenic drug used by those in power to subdue the citizens.]

That's Not Osama bin Laden, That's My Neighbour

FEMA Asks Disaster Victims to Return Aid Money

By John Johnson
Source

(Newser) – Oh, FEMA. It's hard to top those formaldehyde Katrina trailers, but this comes close. The agency has begun sending letters to thousands of people who received disaster aid asking for its money back, reports AP. Specifically, FEMA says it mistakenly doled out $22 million to victims of tornadoes, floods, etc., since 2005, and it's obligated by law to get the money back. The agency is still reviewing old cases, including Katrina cases, meaning the total could rise.

One example: An Arkansas couple whose home was ruined in a 2008 flood received $27,000 that year to make repairs. In March of this year, FEMA informed them they had 30 days to pay it all back. "That money really helped," says the homeowner. "And now they want the check back like we've been sitting on it for all this time. It makes no sense." Sen. Mark Pryor of Arkansas agrees, and he's pushing a bill to give FEMA the legal leeway to waive debts that arose from its own mistakes. "This is not the victim's fault," Pryor says. "They did nothing wrong. They just followed FEMA's directions."

Scottish First Minister supports sanctions against Israel

By Mick Napier
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London – First Minister Alex Salmond supported economic sanctions against Israel. He described Israel’s massacre of nine Mavi Marmara passengers as an “atrocity on the high seas” and put Israel firmly beyond the pale. “This has implications for example in trading relationships—you can’t have normal relationships if you believe another country has been involved in what Israel has been involved in.”

Scotland’s elections shattered political mould – SNP triumphant. The pro-war and pro-Israel Labour, Tory and Lib Dem parties punished SNP Leader Alex Salmond tried to impeach Tony Blair for war crimes in Iraq. Scottish Government offered open access to Scottish hospitals for Palestinian victims of Operation Cast Lead. Nationalist government must be pressured to match deeds with words
Scotland’s elections have shattered the political mould, battered every political party other than the SNP (Scottish National Party) and given us a nationalist majority in the Edinburgh Parliament. The voting system was expressly designed to prevent such an outcome. Unlike Palestinians, though, we do not expect to be punished severely for voting in a way that London disapproves of.

The Labour, Tory and Lib Dem parties that are attacking living standards have been punished and the SNP has reaped the benefits of being seen to oppose the cuts to living standards, services and jobs .

We should also remember that the SNP leader, Alex Salmond, has steered his party over the years to oppose many of the core militarist policies of the other parties: he launched an initiative in 2004 to impeach Tony Blair for war crimes in Iraq, and the SNP opposes the Trident nuclear weapons system.

Salmond, far and away Scotland’s most popular and effective politician, has also been harshly and publicly critical of Israeli crimes. Following Israel’s abuse of British passports to murder a Hamas official in a Dubai hotel room in March 2010, First Minister Salmond supported the idea of economic sanctions against Israel. He dismissed the London Government’s expulsion of a low level Israeli Embassy official when he told a BBC Question Time audience that Israel’s unceasing crimes merited more than a “diplomatic dance” over passport mis-use.

Salmond labelled Israel’s massacre of nine Mavi Marmara passengers as an “atrocity on the high seas”. No UK Government officials would condemn Israel for the killings and David Miliband said he was “seeking clarification” from Israeli Foreign Minister Lieberman. Alex Salmond, in contrast, put Israel firmly beyond the pale. “This has implications for example in trading relationships—you can’t have normal relationships if you believe another country has been involved in what Israel has been involved in”.

One newly elected MSP, Humza Yousef, correctly pointed out in a letter to SPSC that there have

“been actions also, hundreds of thousands of pounds have been released in aid to Gaza , and opening our hospitals to treat those who were injured in the horrific assault in 2009 (this was an appeal you made at the time directly to the Scot Gov’t).”

Alex Salmond has also opposed those who seek to conflate political criticism or opposition to Israeli crimes with hostility to the Jewish Community. Addressing a Glasgow Jewish community meeting in May 2010, he was asked “to do what he could to halt” BDS actions outside Glasgow supermarkets. Salmond responded with an elementary distinction:

“I don’t think we should accept as a community that your position in Scottish society should be judged or affected by the policies of Israel. The Jewish community is not liable for those policies. It is possible to be critical of Israel without being anti-Semitic. The Jewish community should not be judged on whether people approve or disapprove of the actions of Israel.”

He also dismissed claims by some Zionists that anti-Semitism was driving Jews out of Scotland, an unfounded claim that serves the Zionist programme to have Jews move to Israel:

“I don’t share the analysis that the Jewish community is suffering a wave of persecution or that anti-Semitism in Scotland is rapidly growing and such a severe problem that it is jeopardising this community..I don’t believe that the Jewish community is under siege nor do I believe that it feels itself to be under siege…Scotland has never had to introduce any laws to deal with anti-Semitism”.

Salmond’s positions have been in sharp contrast to the London Government, which attacked and invaded Iraq and Afghanistan and endorsed every Israeli crime. David Miliband, for example, refused to condemn the Israeli attacks on boats to Gaza with humanitarian aid and David Cameron described himself as “a proud Zionist” supporting Israel, which acted with “great restraint” against Lebanese or Palestinian “terrorists”.

But the Israeli violations of international law, and the ongoing killings, mass imprisonment and dispossession of the Palestinian people, mean that we have to go beyond humanitarian aid and words to support the Palestinian appeal for BDS, boycott, divestment and sanctions against Israel until Palestinians gain their freedom.

That means that we must pressure the newly-mandated Scottish Government to live up to First Minister Alex Salmond’s words that Israel’s behaviour merits trade sanctions. That must include the rescinding of the £200,000 Scottish Enterprise grant to Eden Springs, the Israeli water cooler company involved in serious human rights violations in the Golan, Syrian territory held by the British Government to be illegally occupied by Israel.

Help us to keep the pressure on the Government to act on First Minister Alex Salmond’s call for trade sanctions against Israel. Join and support the Scottish Palestine Solidarity Campaign.

Mick Napier
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William Cooper's War Of The Worlds Broadcast Transcribed

Transcribed by Alex B

William Cooper (WC): You’re listening to a special presentation of ‘The Hour of the time’, I’m William Cooper. At 8:00 PM Eastern Standard Time, on the evening of October 30, 1938, the night before All Saints Day, now generally celebrated as Halloween, an estimated 6 million Americans listened to the famous Orson Welles broadcast, “War of the Worlds”, describing an invasion from Mars. An estimated one million people responded with sustained credulity and fear; thousands responded with sheer panic. Some committed suicide, and in the small village of Grovers Mill, New Jersey, residents left their homes and shot holes in their city water tower, thinking that it was a martian tripod invasion machine.

The broadcast, ladies and gentlemen, was a psychological warfare experiment conducted by The Princeton Radio Project. The Rockefeller Foundation funded the project in the fall of 1937. An Office of Radio Research was set up with Paul F. Lazarsfeld as director, and Frank Stanton and Hadley Cantril as associate directors. Cantril used a special grant from the General Education Board to study the effects of the broadcast. Cantril published the study as a book titled “The Invasion from Mars: A study in the psychology of panic”. It contains a complete script of the broadcast. The book is one of a series of studies sponsored by the Federal Radio Education Committee. “War of the Worlds”, ladies and gentlemen, was broadcast by Mercury Theater on the Air, from a microphone in a New York studio of the Columbia Broadcasting System. Council on Foreign Relations member Frank Stanton was a CBS executive. Stanton would direct Radio Free Europe in later years. Regarding the program’s realism, Cantril writes, “The sheer dramatic excellence of the broadcast must not be overlooked. The unusual realism of the performance may be attributed to the fact that the early parts of the broadcast fell within the existing standards of judgment of the listeners.”

A few short weeks before this broadcast, millions of listeners had kept their radios tuned for the latest news from a Europe apparently about to go to war. They had learned to expect that musical programs, dramas, broadcasts of all kinds would be cut off in a serious emergency to inform or warn an eager and anxious public. A large proportion of listeners, particularly those in the lower income and educational brackets, have grown to rely more on the radio than on the newspapers for news.

On this particular night when the listener tuned to the Mercury Theater, he heard the music of Ramon Raquello and his orchestra coming from the Meridian Room in the Park Plaza Hotel of New York City. Soon after the first piece had begun an announcer broke in: “Ladies and gentlemen, we interrupt our program of dance music to bring you a special bulletin from the Intercontinental Radio News.” This report brought the story of the first explosion on Mars. The music was resumed only to be followed by another break: “Ladies and gentlemen, following on the news given in our bulletin a moment ago, the Government Meteorological Bureau has requested the large observatories of the country to keep an astronomical watch.” This bulletin contains the information that a “huge flaming object, believed to be a meteorite, fell on a farm in the neighborhood of Grovers Mill, New Jersey.” The swing band gets in 20 seconds more, and then the invasion continues uninterruptedly.

The last announcement comes from New York City, and the Announcer says, “I'm speaking from the roof of Broadcasting Building, New York City. The bells you hear are ringing to warn the people to evacuate the city as the Martians approach. Estimated in last 2 hours, 3 million people have moved out along the roads to the north Hutchison River Parkway still kept open for motor traffic. Avoid bridges to Long Island – hopelessly jammed. All communication with Jersey shore closed ten minutes ago. No more defenses. Our army wiped out, artillery, air force, everything wiped out. This may the last broadcast. We'll stay here to the end. People are holding service below us, in the cathedral.” And in the background, ladies and gentlemen, you can hear voices singing hymns.

“Now I look down the harbor. All manner of boats overloaded with fleeing population, pulling out from docks,” then you can hear the sound of boat whistles, “Streets are all jammed. Noise in crowds like New Year's Eve in city. Wait a minute – enemy now in sight above the Palisades. Five great machines. First one is the crossing river. I can see it from here, wading the Hudson like a man wading through a brook. A bulletin's handed to me – Martian cylinders are falling all over the country. One outside Buffalo, one in Chicago, St. Louis – seem to be timed and spaced. Now the first machine reaches the shore. He stands watching, looking over the city. His steel, cowlish head is even with the skyscrapers. He waits for the others. They rise like a line of new towers on the city's west side. Now they're lifting their metal hands. This is the end now. Smoke comes out, black smoke, drifting over the city. People in the streets see it now. They're running towards the East River, thousands of them, dropping in like rats.

Now the smokes spreading faster. It's reached Times Square. People trying to run away from it, but it’s no use. They're falling like flies. Now the smoke’s crossing 6th Avenue, 5th Avenue, 100 yards away, it's 50 feet…” The announcer breaks off, and a field artillery radio operator is heard, “2X2L calling CQ. 2X2L calling CQ. 2X2L calling CQ; New York? Isn't there anyone on the air? Isn't there anyone? 2x2L.” And then, that’s the middle break of the broadcast. The double Roman Numeral X (which stands for the number 20), X times 2, or 2-X, ladies and gentlemen, are espionage code names for a double-cross. The fictitious call letters can be interpreted by insiders in the intelligence community to mean “Double cross to hell” (2X2L), “Double cross to hell.”

Hadley Cantril was born in Hyrum, Utah, on the 16th of June in 1906. He graduated Dartmouth College with a Bachelor of Science in psychology in 1928. He studied in Munich and Berlin (1929-1930). He received a Ph. D. in psychology from Harvard in 1931. In 1949 Cantril received an LL. D (Doctorate in Law) from Washington and Lee University. Cantril taught sociology at Dartmouth College from 1931 to 1932, and psychology at Harvard, 1932 to 1935, and Columbia University (1935-36). In 1936, ladies and gentlemen, Cantril joined the Princeton psychology department. He remained a member of the department until his death in 1969. In 1950 Cantril authored a book called Tensions that Cause Wars (copyright 1950).

In 1935, George Gallop, of Gallop Poll fame, Elmo Roper and Archibald Crossley, were studying opinion polling as a tool to help social scientists and psychologists learn about people’s likes and dislikes. Gallup's and Roper's surveys appeared in “Fortune” magazine. After the war, Harry Truman would choose the Director of Fortune magazine, Council on Foreign Relations member John Kenneth Gailbraith, to direct European Economic Security Policy. Roper would become deputy Director for the Office of Strategic Services (known as the OSS, the precursor to the Central Intelligence Agency). OSS Psychological Warfare Division staff included Council on Foreign Relations members Douglass Cater of the Aspen Institute, W. Phillips Davison of the RAND and Columbia think-tanks, William Langer of Stanford University, and William S. Paley of the Columbia Broadcasting System (known to you as CBS).

Gallup's, Roper's and Crossley's work interested people in government, aspiring politicians, and market researchers. Gallup, Roper, and Crossley were not members of the academic fraternity. Established Social Scientists belittled their work; however, the studies interested Cantril. One of Cantril's earliest articles, “The Social Psychology of Everyday Life” (1934) contained a plea for social psychologists to devote more attention to devising new techniques to study on-going problems. Lester Markel, Sunday Editor of the New York Times, asked Cantril to write some articles about scientific polling in connection with the presidential campaign of 1936. Well, folks, Cantril went to Princeton to talk with George Gallup. Gallup was flattered and offered Cantril the use of his facilities at Princeton to conduct the research. In 1936 Cantril and DeWitt Poole founded a quarterly publication called Public Opinion Quarterly. Harwood Childs was editor, Cantril was an associate editor. Poole was a State Department expert in anti-communist propaganda. Poole became chief of the Foreign Nationalities Branch of the Office of Strategic Services. Poole directed OSS efforts to recruit agents from immigrant communities. The agents spied on their neighbors and analyzed foreign language publications.

The Public Opinion Quarterly board of editors included veteran psychological warfare experts Harold Lasswell, Paul Lazarsfeld and Frank Stanton. DeWitt Poole, would become president of the National Committee for a Free Europe, one of the CIA's largest single propaganda efforts. Council on Foreign Relations member Stanton directed the Free Europe Fund, a Central Intelligence Agency proprietary corporation that laundered the money for Poole's National Committee psycho-political operations. Today, ladies and gentlemen, the Advisory Committee on Communication at Columbia University sponsors and publishes the Quarterly, the organ of Columbia University's American Association for Public Opinion Research. In 1984 CFR member Frederick T. C. Yu, was on the Advisory Committee on Communication, and CFR member Daniel Yankelovich was on the Editorial Board of the Public Opinion Quarterly.

The American Association For Public Opinion Research was founded in 1947. Its address is a post office box in Ann Arbor, Michigan. In 1993 the organization had 1,450 members and an annual budget of 170,000 dollars. It consists of six regional groups. Its members are described as individuals interested in the methods and applications of public opinion and social research. It still publishes the Public Opinion Quarterly. Cantril's published his research on Gallup's techniques in early issues of the Public Opinion Quarterly. The articles described how to better understand why people of various backgrounds, interests, loyalties, and information levels held certain opinions. And how to use this information to effectively gear research concerned with psychological and political dynamics of people, into United States Government operation to achieve policy aims – in effect, ladies and gentlemen, how to manipulate people to get them to do what you want them to do.

In 1940 the Rockefeller foundation funded Cantril’s establishment of the Office of Public Opinion Research. It was housed in the attic of Princeton Universities Palmer physics building. Its purposes were (1) to learn and study public opinion techniques systematically; (2) to gain insights into the psychological aspects of public opinion, how and why it changes, what motivates large segments of the public; (3) to build up an archive of public opinion data for the use of qualified scholars; and (4) to begin to follow the course of American public opinion during the war that had already started in Europe. The Office of Public Opinion Research also analyzed the effectiveness of Office of Strategic Service psycho -political operations.

OSS deputy director Elmo Roper established a similar research center at Williams College. Dr. Philip K. Hastings, one of Cantril's former students, directed the Roper Center. The Roper Center received all of the Office of Public Opinion Research centers files, to help get them started. Now, Cantril coined a term for this work – he calls it ‘policy research’. Cantril tells us, “Most relevant to the story of policy research are the efforts begun in 1940 by the Office of Public Opinion Research to utilize and adapt survey methods as the European war progressed and the United States became increasingly involved. This research dealt with three kinds of problems: (1) devising questions that would help us to understand more clearly what the American people felt the United States should do vis-à-vis the war in Europe and what differences of opinion there were in various population groups; (2) formulating “trend” questions that could be repeated, either at regular intervals or as events dictated; and (3) testing the reliability of small samples. During 1940 and 1941, the Office of Public Opinion Research obtained all data through the American Institute of Public Opinion at cost.”

On September the 12th, 1939, the Council on Foreign Relations began to take control of the Department of State. On that day, Hamilton Fish Armstrong, Editor of Foreign Affairs, and Walter H. Mallory, Executive Director of the Council on Foreign Relations, paid a visit to the State Department. The Council proposed forming groups of experts to proceed with research in the general areas of Security, Armament, Economic, Political, and Territorial problems. The State Department accepted the proposal. The project (1939-1945) was called Council on Foreign Relations War and Peace Studies. Hamilton Fish Armstrong was Executive director.

In February 1941 the CFR officially became part of the State Department. The Department of State established the Division of Special Research. It was organized just like the Council on Foreign Relations War and Peace Studies project. It was divided into Economic, Political, Territorial, and Security Sections. The Research Secretaries serving with the Council groups were hired by the State Department to work in this new division. These men also were permitted to continue serving as Research Secretaries to their respective Council groups. Leo Pasvolsky was appointed Director of Research.

In 1942 the relationship between the Department of State and the Council on Foreign Relations strengthened again. The Department organized an Advisory Committee on Postwar Foreign Policies. The Chairman was Secretary Cordell Hull, the vice chairman, Under Secretary Sumner Wells; Dr. Leo Pasvolsky (director of this Division of Special Research) was appointed Executive Officer. Several experts were brought in from outside the Department. The outside experts were Council on Foreign Relations War and Peace Studies members; Hamilton Fish Armstrong, Isaiah Bowman, Benjamin V. Cohen, Norman H. Davis, and James T. Shotwell. In total, ladies and gentlemen, there were 362 meetings of the War and Peace Studies group. The meetings were held at Council on Foreign Relations headquarters – the Harold Pratt house, 58 East 68th Street, New York City.

The Council's wartime work was confidential. The Pratt house, the Harold Pratt house. The name Pratt is found in use as a byname in 11th century England. Pratt was the English nickname for a cunning trickster. Pratt, ladies and gentlemen, comes from the Old English word "proett" meaning ‘trick’. Pratt is the family name of the Marquesses and Earls Camden. They are descended from John Pratt (died 1573) of Devonshire. The first Earl, Sir Charles Pratt (1714-94), was a childhood friend of William Pitt (1708-1778) the 1st Earl of Chatham – remember that, Chatham. England's Royal Institute of International Affairs Headquarters is Chatham House, located at 10 St. James’ Square in London.

In June of 1940, William Stephenson, of British Intelligence, was setting up the British Security Coordination group in the United States. Franklin Delano Roosevelt was preparing to send an "unofficial observer" to London. The President selected a man he had known for more than 30 years; his name was William J. Donovan. Stephenson's mission included influencing high ranking Government Officials to bring the United States into the war. Joseph P. Kennedy was the United States ambassador in London. Kennedy had been advising the President against American involvement in the war. William Stephenson was pleased when the President's choice was Donovan for the mission.

Donovan attended Columbia Law School with Franklin Delano Roosevelt. Donovan was a World War I Medal of Honor winner. In 1929 Donovan was a Wall Street lawyer. In 1935 Donovan went to Rome, Egypt and Ethiopia for the War Department to observe the Italian campaign against Ethiopia. In 1937 Donovan attended maneuvers of the German army and inspected their tanks and artillery. In 1938 Donovan toured Czechoslovakia, the Balkans, and Italy and visited the battlefields of the Spanish civil war. Ladies and gentlemen, William J. Donovan was a member of the Knights Templar.

In 1941 a new agency was created, the Office of Coordinator of Information; Donovan ran it. The agency pooled information gathered by all the Intelligence Services and used the information for psychological warfare purposes. The talents of psychoanalysts across the country were mobilized to study domestic morale and psychological warfare techniques on morale. The study was released as a top secret psychological report in 1943. It included a study of Adolf Hitler and his influence on the German people. The psychologist leading the study was Dr. Walter Langer. Walter's brother William helped to evaluate Hitler. CFR member William L. Langer was OSS branch chief for Research and Analysis. He worked with CFR member William H. Jackson. Their OSS research included “indirect assessment.” Indirect assessment, ladies and gentlemen, was a way of evaluating a man's personality or state of mind without direct interview by a psychologist. William Langer used the technique to produce a psychological profile of Hitler, as part of Donovan's Top Secret OSS study.

William L. Langer was a key figure in the intelligence community. William Langer, Allen W. Dulles, and Arthur Sweetser were members of the Council on Foreign Relations – they were specifically members of the Peace and Aims Group. Arthur Sweetser, became the Deputy director of the Office of War Information. Sweetser and Langer also worked together as members of the Political Group with John Foster Dulles, Allan's brother. General Donovan and Allen Dulles made a career of trying to have the Director of Central Intelligence assigned to the Office of the President. Now in his early career William Langer was a fellow at the Center for Advance Study in Behavioral Sciences at Stanford. In World War I Langer rose from private to sergeant, and participated in the St. Mihiel and Argonne engagements. Langer's first significant book was “The Diplomacy of Imperialism” (1935). Langer was a member of the Board of Analysts, Office of Coordinator of Information from 1941 to 1942, chief of OSS Research and Analysis Branch (1942-1945), special assistant for intelligence analysis to the Secretary of State (1946), and assistant director of the Central Intelligence Agency, 1950 to 1952.

After 1952 Langer served as a consultant to the Central Intelligence Agency. In his presidential address to the American Historical Association in 1957, Langer emphasized the need for deeper study and more extensive reference by historians to the teachings of modern psychology. William L. Langer was one of ten editorial sponsors of the American Edition of “Mein kampf” (written in 1939). His view was that Hitler's “Mein kampf” was an extraordinary medley of amateur politics and amazing insights into international problems and possibilities, and that Hitler “showed reckless courage in realizing the German dreams, nightmarish as some of them were.” George N. Shuster was another “Mein kampf” editorial sponsor. Like Langer, Shuster was a Council on Foreign Relations Peace and Aims Group member. Shuster also was a journalist. He served in France as a sergeant in Army Intelligence in World War I. After the war he was in the army of occupation in Germany.

Shuster admired the German culture and sympathized with Germany's economic problems. In his book “The Germans” (1932), he glibly dismissed the “ideas” of Adolf Hitler as “no more commendable for wisdom or practicableness than are the notions of the average United States Senator.” Shuster's views towards Hitler changed. In 1934 Shuster denounced the Nazi's assaults on individual and religious freedom. During World War II Shuster served on the Enemy Alien Board. When the war began, Secretary of War Henry Stimson ordered an "evacuation" of all Japanese, alien and American alike, from the coastal regions of California. CFR member Stimson remarked that the evacuation made an awful hole in the constitution but he had to do it on the grounds of safety of the nation and out of military necessity. The Japanese, alien and American alike, were "rationalized" into concentration camps. Stimson didn't “rationalize” Germans, alien and American alike into concentration camps. Did the Japanese American “evacuation” recommendation come from the Enemy Alien Board?

“Mein kampf”s” editorial preface warns, “Mein kampf is a propagandistic essay by a violent partisan. As such it often warps historical truth and sometimes ignores it completely. We have, therefore, felt it our duty to accompany the text with factual information which constitutes an extensive critique of the original. No American would like to assume responsibility for giving the public a text which, if not tested in the light of diligent inquiry, might convey the impression that Hitler was writing history rather than propaganda.” “Mein kampf’s” editorial introduction informs us historical truth was ignored completely for over 14 years; “Until now the only version of Mein Kampf in English has been a condensation of the complete book, published in 1933 [under the title My Battle, prepared by E.T.S. Dugdale in England], containing less than half the total text. There are undoubtedly passages of great importance which now appear in English for the first time.

For example, Chapter V, of the condensed version left out the whole of what Hitler describes as his wartime reflections on propaganda and the methods for fighting Marxism. We have marked at various points in the text the important new material. Furthermore, any abridgement must necessarily fail, in proportion to the degree of its condensation, to give the full flavor of the author's mind. Even the repetitions have their significance in conveying a sense of the character behind them. “Mein kampf” is, above all, a book of feeling. The translation here offered is from the first German edition - the two volumes respectively of 1925 and 1927, which are now quite difficult to obtain. ”

The National Socialist German Worker's party was founded on November 9th, 1919. Hitler writes in the conclusion to “Mein kampf”, “On November 9, 1923, in the fourth year of its existence, the National Socialist German Worker's Party was dissolved and forbidden throughout the entire territory of the Reich. Today, in November of 1926, it stands again before us, free through the whole Reich, stronger and internally more stable than ever before.” The German people recognized the evil of Hitler and tried to do something about it, but it didn’t work. Were World War I British and American intelligence agents left in Germany as part of an Institute of International Affairs plan to cause a second World War? Did CFR intelligence agents help bring Hitler to power to create an enemy the American people could hate, loath and fight? Were CFR members Shuster (who wrote about Hitler in 1932), and Langer (who worked on a psychological profile of Hitler), and CFR insider Hadley Cantril (who studied in Munich and Berlin from 1929-1930), three of those intelligence agents? “Mein kampf” was published in 1925. Why wasn't a translation made available to the English-speaking people until 1939? Was this information withheld for 14 years so the German's wouldn't receive support from other nations and Hitler could take power? Why weren't covert-operations carried out to prevent Hitler's rise to power? Did the Office of Strategic Services put up funds for getting “Mein kampf” translated, published and marketed in the United States? Was “Mein kampf” released in 1939 to help set the stage for ensuring America's entry into the war?

Dumbarton Oaks, in Georgetown, is famous for being the site of the 1944 conference that led to the establishment of the United Nations. Present at the Dumbarton Oaks conference were many members of the Council on Foreign Relations War and Peace Studies. Among those who had leading roles on many of the Committees and Commissions were, George N. Shuster, William L. Langer, Arthur Sweetser, Hamilton Fish Armstrong, John Foster Dulles, Grayson Kirk, Dwight E. Lee, Isaiah Bowman, David N. Rowe, Winfield W. Riefler, Carter Goodrich, Calvin B. Hoover, Owen Lattimore, and Frank R. McCoy. Now folks, many of these men attended the conference as members of or advisors to the State Department. 49 days later the Council on Foreign Relations, Institutes of International Affairs, and Institutes of Pacific Relations achieved the aim they failed to achieve a quarter of a century before.

At noon on the 9th of October 1944 the text of the proposals the United States, the United Kingdom, Soviet Union, and China agreed upon were issued simultaneously in Washington, London, Moscow, and Chungking. The machinery to create one world government became a reality. Instead of being called the League of Nations, the organization was called the United Nations. This time the American people weren't given the chance to say no. Today American soldiers are part of a worldwide police force, forced to fight in times of peace, wearing non-American uniforms, under the command of Foreign officers. Their commander and chief is a draft dodging adulterous Council on Foreign Relations member, who is a chronic liar and is about to sell United States Nuclear Technology to Communist China’s president, Institute of Pacific Relations member Jiang Zemin, the “Butcher of Beijing”, while keeping America in a state of perpetual National Security due to the threat of nuclear terrorism.

Now, sometime in 1942 the Office of Coordinator of Information was reorganized into two independent agencies: the Office of Strategic Services and the Office of War Information (known as OWI). William Donovan became the head of the newly created Office of Strategic Services. William Stephenson was head of the British Intelligence counterpart. The psychological warfare study was moved into the domain of the Office of War Information. In a book, titled “Unwritten treaty”, James P. Warburg writes, “This book is dedicated to the men and women of OWI, who served at home and abroad on the far flung psychological battlefronts of World War II, and whose skill and devotion created the ‘Voice of America’.” Warburg explains, “Psychological Warfare against a declared or undeclared enemy is probably as old as human history. It consists of two basic elements – the threat, or appeal to fear – and the bribe, or appeal to greed. When the earliest savage raised his fist against a neighbor, he was using the psychological weapon of the threat. When he baited a trap, he was exploiting the appeal to greed. Bluff, bribery and deception have played a part in every human struggle throughout history, but it remained for our generation to develop psychological warfare as a means of systematic nationalistic aggression.

Psychological warfare aims at the undermining of a people's confidence in its cause, its strength, its leaders and itself, and at the destruction of its determination to fight for its cause or even for its life. This combination of confidence and determination we call morale. When a nation's morale is destroyed, it commits suicide - as did Austria – or else it submits to conquest after feeble and disorganized resistance - as did France. In any case, it reaches a state of mind in which resistance seems hopeless and surrender less of an evil than endurance of armed conflict. Psychological warfare against an enemy nation seeks to paralyze the will of that nation by spreading confusion, by alternating excessive hope and excessive fear, by exploiting every cleavage and adding fuel to every prejudice. Its chief weapon is propaganda – that is the dissemination of ideas. But propaganda, to be effective, must be based upon full and carefully analyzed intelligence concerning the enemy, and must be coordinated with espionage, fifth column activity and actual sabotage.

All these assignments are carried out by the implantation of carefully selected ideas and concepts. These ideas and concepts are neither necessarily true nor necessarily false. In fact, whether they are true or false makes no difference whatsoever, so long as they successfully serve to create the desired state of mind. It follows that there is no validity whatsoever to the widely held belief that propaganda consists by definition of spreading of lies. Truth and falsehood make no difference in themselves. There is equally little justification for the belief that the propaganda of ‘decent’, democratic nations should be ‘the truth and nothing but the truth’. It cannot be stated with sufficient emphasis that information is one thing – propaganda quite another. The purpose of spreading information is to promote the functioning of man's reason. The purpose of propaganda is to mobilize certain of man's emotions in such a way that they will dominate his reason. The function of an information agency is to disseminate truth – to make available fact and opinion, each carefully labeled and separated from the other.The aim of an information agency is to enable as many people as possible to form their own individual judgments on the basis of relevant fact and authoritative opinion. The function of a propaganda agency is almost the exact opposite: it is not to inform, but to persuade. In order to persuade it must disseminate only such fact, such opinion, and such fiction masquerading as fact as will serve to make people act, or fail to act in the desired way.”

The Office of Coordinator of Information and the Office of War Information weren't information agencies, they were propaganda agencies. The Office of War Information extended contracts for communications research to Paul Lazarsfeld, Hadley Cantril, and Council on Foreign Relations member Frank Stanton. The famous Orson Welles “War of the Worlds” was an experiment in psychological warfare. The American public became unwitting subjects in an experiment to study mass behavior to try to determine the factors of personality, experience, and circumstance that made for various degrees of suggestibility under the impact of fear – fear. The experiment in terror was planned, coordinated, and carried out by Council on Foreign Relations members and insiders. Isn't an experiment of this nature immoral and illegal (and if they were doing that then, what, pray tell, are they doing now)?

Adolf Hitler, and his propaganda minister Joseph Goebbels warped History by ignoring it completely, and stressing favorable and unfavorable truths to cause tension and hate between different groups of people. Goebbels' work fascinated CFR member Edward R. Murrow. The Rockefeller Foundation funded Murrow to perform a systematic analysis of Nazi radio propaganda techniques and the political use of radio. Murrow, with help from Cantril and Lloyd Free, began the project at Princeton in 1940. The Princeton Listening Center was set up in an old house on Alexander Street, belonging to Princeton's Institute of Advanced Study (known as the IASP). IASP was a reasonable copy of the Royal Institute of International Affairs chief Oxford headquarters, All Souls College. CFR member Abraham Flexner of Rockefeller's General Education Board and foundation administrator, organized it from plans drawn by Tom Jones, one of the Royal Institute of International Affairs’ most active intriguers and foundations administrators. This project resulted in a worldwide monitoring and broadcasting Government agency called the Foreign Broadcast Intelligence Service (known as FBIS). FBIS was a Psychological Warfare machine. FBIS became the United States Information Agency (or USIA). The USIA was established to achieve United States foreign policy by influencing public attitude at home and abroad using psycho-political policy strategies.

The USIA Office of Research and reference service prepares data on psychological factors and propaganda problems considered by the Policy Planning Board in formulating psycho-political information policies for the National Security Council. Edward R. Murrow would subsequently be named head of the USIA. Murrow became the Propaganda minister for the US – in effect, America's Joseph Goebbels. Was Hitler's rise to power a psycho-political operation planned and coordinated by members of the Council on Foreign Relations, Institutes of International Affairs, and Institutes of Pacific Relations? Was Hitler's rise to power another ‘Double Cross To Hell’ – 2X2L – another Council on Foreign Relations experiment in fear?

And if it was, ladies and gentlemen, I know absolutely that it was, for they needed a terrible world war to propel the world into a world government under a United Nations. And isn’t that treason? People's actions, ladies and gentlemen (even yours), are strongly influenced by their knowledge base. You see, people act upon their beliefs, not facts, but upon their beliefs. You see, you can manipulate a person's actions by corrupting their knowledge base; by warping historical truth; or ignoring it completely. Knowledge can make for independence if it helps people meet their world more confidently and realistically, but that can only happen when people are dealing with facts and with the truth. Those who have wanted others to remain dependent have always recognized this fact and have opposed the spread of knowledge. They include those who felt the Bible must not be read by the people; those who made laws against teaching slaves to read and write; and those who kept the plans of a monster like Hitler a secret for more than 14 years. Don’t you think it’s time to investigate the Council on Foreign Relations, the Institutes of International Affairs, and the Institutes of Pacific Relations? And yes, even Art Bell.

You see, the alien threat is presented through the use of secret technology originally developed by the Germans in their secret weapons programs during World War II by geniuses like Nikola Tesla, and many others. Most military and government personnel who have access to this material believe the threat is real, although none of them, not even one, however, has ever seen any evidence of the existence of any extraterrestrial creature or any advanced technology other than that of human origin. It is extremely difficult, if not almost impossible, to believe that top secret documentation could be live. I know, I had one of the highest security clearances that can be held by anyone, and I had access to all of this information and what I am telling you is the truth. It is trust in government by
good men and women who have give n their lives in its service that keeps the real secret from the public eye, and the real secret is that there are no extraterrestrials, ladies and gentlemen.

There is, absolutely is, a lot of advanced technology, mind control projects, and psychological operations; all so-called leaks All so-called “leaks” are intentional disinformation projects designed to promote the alien threat scenario while allowing for complete deniability on the part of government. The antics of Vicki (Cooper) Ecker (who is a CIA-operative), Donald Francis Ecker III (who is just a dupe), William Moore, Jaime Shandera, Stanton T. Friedman, Bruce Maccabee (who works for the Central Intelligence Agency and the Office of Naval Intelligence), Barry Caff (who is a neuro-psychiatric institute of the University of California Los Angeles, and he works with Dr. Jolian West), Whitley Strieber, Bud Hopkins (who is a member of the Central Intelligence Agency), John Lear (who is a member of the Central Intelligence Agency), Linda Moulton Howe (who is a member of the Order of the Eastern Star), Art Bell (who’s an admitted freemason and a Fellow Traveler), Glen Campbell, George Knapp (who is also a freemason), Colonel Philip Corso (who is also a CIA operative who has just recently died), Richard Hoa gland, the so-called alien autopsy film, the face on Mars which is not there, the National Aeronautics and Space Administration, the so-called Mars meteorite (which supposedly contains fossil evidence of life on Mars but does not, at all, contain any such evidence), “The War of the Worlds” presented by the Mercury Theater on the air, and many other people and events are all projects of this type.

Some, very few however, of these people are unwitting accomplices in the charade and truly believe in the extraterrestrial threat. Most of those whom I have just named (and many others not named), however, are active and with full knowledge, agents of illuminism and socialism. The most well known are active Fellow Travelers, communist agents of the KGB, the Central Intelligence Agency, or one of the many psychological warfare agencies founded by the Rhodes Round Table Group (known as The Group) the Royal Institute of International Affairs, and the Council On Foreign Relations. The plan, ladies and gentlemen, to create an artificial extraterrestrial threat to the Earth was first mentioned by the Marxist, John Dewey (who is also the founder of our failing educational system). He said, “Someone remarked that the best way to unite all the nations on this globe would
be an attack from some other planet. In the face of such an alien enemy, people would respond with a sense of their unity of interest and purpose.” He said that, ladies and gentlemen, at a dinner in New York in 1917. That’s right, you heard it right, folks, 1917. The premise was tested for credibility with the CBS presentation of “War of the Worlds” by Orson Welles and the Mercury Theater on October 30th, 1938. The public believed the War Of The Worlds was an actual news broadcast thus setting the stage for the implementation of an alien threat scenario.

The only problem, ladies and gentlemen, was that the state of the art of technology at that time did not allow for a believable presentation. The development of saucer shaped wingless and tailless flying machines by the Germans during WW-II, the implementation of psychological warfare against the sheeple of the world and the continued development of secret technology under black projects classified and compartmentalized (so that not even anyone in the Congress can ever know what it is that these people have) solved the problem. President Ronald Reagan said this in a speech made to the 42nd General Assembly of the United Nations on September the 21st, 1987. And I quote, “In our obsession with antagonisms of the moment, we often forget how much unites all the members of humanity. Perhaps we need some outside, universal threat to make us realize this common bond. I occasionally think how quickly our differences would vanish if we were facing an alien threat from outside this world.” He inserted that paragraph in 8 speeches during his time as president.

We obtained this CIA document through the Freedom of Information Act and through court battles. It’s on Central Intelligence Agency letterhead and it’s from the Office of the Director to the director, Psychological Strategy Board, subject: flying saucers. “(1) I am today transmitting the National Security Council a proposal (TAB A) in which it is concluded that the problems connected with unidentified flying objects appear to have implications for psychological warfare as well as for intelligence and operations. (2) The background of this view is presented in some detail in TAB B. (3) I suggest that we discuss at an early board meeting the possible offensive or defensive utilization of these phenomena for psychological warfare purposes.” Signed, Walter B. Smith, director. The announcement of the Jewish holocaust, the proposal of a World government which would prevent future genocide or wars, by the formation of a United Nations in 1945 and the announcement of sightings of “flying saucers” by Kenneth Arnold, an ex- intelligence officer, in 1947 launched the deception. The natural guilt harbored by the men of the 509th Atomic Bomb Wing stationed just outside Roswell, New Mexico after the bombing of Hiroshima and Nagasaki made them eager conspirators in orchestrating the faked crash of an extraterrestrial craft and the discovery of shaved and surgically altered monkeys near Roswell, New Mexico. The artificial extraterrestrial threat was thus implanted in the minds of the public.

And we recently obtained an FBI document through the Freedom of Information Act and through many court battles. From the FBI Dallas, director and senior agent in charge, “Cincinnati, flying disc information concerning – and then it’s blacked out – headquarters (unintelligible) Air Force telephonically advised this office than an object purporting to be a flying disc was recovered near Roswell, New Mexico this day. The disc is hexagonal in shape and was suspended from a balloon by cable, which balloon was approximately 20 feet in diameter – the next word, or words, are blacked out – further advised that the object found resembles a high altitude weather balloon with a radar reflector, but that telephonic conversation between their office and Wright field had not – and the next 2 words are blacked out – born out this belief. Disc and balloon being transported to Wright field by special plane for examination. Information provided this office because of national interest in case. And fact that National Broadcasting Company, Associated Press, and others attempting to break story of location of disc today – two words blacked out – advised, would request Wright field to advise Cincinnati office results of examination. No further investigation being conducted.” And then there are some further lines blacked out on the bottom.

Ladies and gentlemen, Applying Hitler's concept of the "big lie" the artificial extraterrestrial threat was nurtured and built into an always present possibility over the next 50 years, utilizing the psychological machine of the United States government and the intelligence community and the partnership built between the Department of Defense and Hollywood during World War II. Eventually, a large percentage of the world’s population found themselves believing in alien ships, extraterrestrial visitation, alien mutilation of animals, and alien abductions of humans with absolutely – and listen to me closely – absolutely no proof that extraterrestrials exist anywhere in the universe much less that any have ever visited this planet. The artificial threat is further advanced through the mind control programming of Marxists and Communists in Hollywood, radio, television, advertising, publishing houses, and the uFOOLogy movement all of which are in the complete control of the Illuminati and the Intelligence community. Fear is instilled through the incidental use of terror inspired by the cattle and animal mutilation byproducts of the governments secret, low- level radiation monitoring operations and the so-called “alien abduction” scenario induced by state-of-the- art and extremely sophisticated mind control operations. Wake up, America, you’ve been had. The research for tonight’s broadcast was furnished by myself, William Cooper, and David Shedrow. And now, ladies and gentlemen, stay tuned for the original October 30th, 1938 broadcast of “The War of the Worlds” which started it all, in its entirety.

ANNOUNCER:…Broadcasting System and its affiliated stations present Orson Welles and the Mercury Theatre on the Air in “The War of the Worlds” by H. G. Wells

(MUSIC: MERCURY THEATRE MUSICAL THEME)

ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen: the director of the Mercury Theatre and star of these broadcasts, Orson Welles.

ORSON WELLES: We know now that in the early years of the twentieth century this world was being watched closely by intelligences greater than man's and yet as mortal as his own. We know now that as human beings busied themselves about their various concerns they were scrutinized and studied, perhaps almost as narrowly as a man with a microscope might scrutinize the transient creatures that swarm and multiply in a drop of water. With infinite complacence people went to and fro over the earth about their little affairs, serene in the assurance of their dominion over this small spinning fragment of solar driftwood which by chance or design man has inherited out of the dark mystery of Time and Space. Yet across an immense ethereal gulf, minds that to our minds as ours are to the beasts in the jungle, intellects vast, cool and unsympathetic, regarded this earth with envious eyes and slowly and surely drew their plans against us. In the thirty-ninth year of the twentieth century came the great disillusionment. It was near the end of October. Business was better. The war scare was over. More men were back at work. Sales were picking up. On this particular evening, October 30, the Crosley service estimated that thirty-two million people were listening in on radios.

ANNOUNCER:…for the next twenty-four hours not much change in temperature. A slight atmospheric disturbance of undetermined origin is reported over Nova Scotia, causing a low pressure area to move down rather rapidly over the northeastern states, bringing a forecast of rain, accompanied by winds of light gale force. Maximum temperature 66; minimum 48. This weather report comes to you from the Government Weather Bureau. We now take you to the Meridian Room in the Hotel Park Plaza in downtown New York, where you will be entertained by the music of Ramón Raquello and his orchestra.

(MUSIC: SPANISH THEME SONG [A TANGO] . . . FADES)

ANNOUNCER THREE: Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. From the Meridian Room in the Park Plaza Hotel in New York City, we bring you the mus ic of Ramón Raquello and his orchestra. With a touch of the Spanish, Ramón Raquello leads off with “La Cumparsita.”

(PIECE STARTS PLAYING)

ANNOUNCER TWO: Ladies and gentlemen, we interrupt our program of dance music to bring you a special bulletin from the Intercontinental Radio News. At twenty minutes before eight, central time, Professor Farrell of the Mount Jennings Observatory, Chicago, Illinois, reports observing several explosions of incandescent gas, occurring at regular intervals on the planet Mars. The spectroscope indicates the gas to be hydrogen and moving towards the earth with enormous velocity. Professor Pierson of the Observatory at Princeton confirms Farrell’s observation, and describes the phenomenon as “like a jet of blue flame shot from a gun.” We now return you to the music of Ramón Raquello, playing for you in the Meridian Room of the Park Plaza Hotel, situated in downtown New York.

(MUSIC PLAYS FOR A FEW MOMENTS UNTIL PIECE ENDS . . . SOUND OF APPLAUSE)

ANNOUNCER THREE: And now a tune that never loses favor, the ever-popular “Star Dust”; Ramón Raquello and his orchestra.

(MUSIC)

ANNOUNCER TWO: Ladies and gentlemen, following on the news given in our bulletin a moment ago, the Government Meteorological Bureau has requested the large observatories of the country to keep an astronomical watch on any further disturbances occurring on the planet Mars. Due to the unusual nature of this occurrence, we have arranged an interview with a noted astronomer. Professor Pierson, who will give us his views on this event. In a few moments we will take you to the Princeton Observatory at Princeton, New Jersey. We return you, until then, to the music of Ramón Raquello and his orchestra.

(MUSIC)

ANNOUNCER TWO: We are now ready to take you to the Princeton Observatory at Princeton where Carl Phillips, our commentator, will interview Professor Richard Pierson, famous astronomer. We take you now to Princeton, New Jersey.

(ECHO CHAMBER)

PHILLIPS: Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. This is Carl Phillips, speaking to you from the observatory at Princeton. I am standing in a large semi- circular room, pitch black except for an oblong split in the ceiling. Through this opening I can see a sprinkling of stars that cast a kind of frosty glow over the intricate mechanism of the huge telescope. The ticking sound you hear is the vibration of the clockwork. Professor Pierson stands directly above me on a small platform, peering through the giant lens. I ask you to be patient, ladies and gentlemen, during any delay that may arise during our interview. Besides his ceaseless watch of the heavens, Professor Pierson may be interrupted by telephone or other communications. During this period he is in constant touch with the astronomical centers of the world . . . Professor, may I begin our questions?

PIERSON: At any time, Mr. Phillips.

PHILLIPS: Professor, would you please tell our radio audience exactly what you see as you observe the planet Mars through your telescope?

PIERSON: Nothing unusual at the moment, Mr. Phillips. A red disc swimming in a blue sea. Transverse stripes across the disc. Quite distinct now because Mars happens to be the point nearest the earth; in opposition, as we call it.

PHILLIPS: In your opinion, what do these transverse stripes signify, Professor Pierson?

PIERSON: Not canals, I can assure you, Mr. Phillips, although that's the popular conjecture of those who imagine Mars to be inhabited. From a scientific viewpoint the stripes are merely the result of atmospheric conditions peculiar to the planet.

PHILLIPS: Then you're quite convinced as a scientist that living intelligence as we know it does not exist on Mars?

PIERSON: I'd say the chances against it are a thousand to one.

PHILLIPS: And yet how do you account for these gas eruptions occurring on the surface of the planet at regular intervals?

PIERSON: Mr. Phillips, I cannot account for it.

PHILLIPS: By the way, Professor, for the benefit of our listeners, how far is Mars from the earth?

PIERSON: Approximately forty million miles.

PHILLIPS: Well, that seems a safe enough distance.

(OFF MIKE) Thank you.

PHILLIPS: Just a moment, ladies and gentlemen, someone has just handed Professor Pierson a message. While he reads it, let me remind you that we are speaking to you from the observatory in Princeton, New Jersey, where we are interviewing the world-famous astronomer, Professor Pierson. One moment, please. Professor Pierson has passed me a message which he has just received. Professor, may I read the message to the listening audience?

PIERSON: Certainly, Mr. Phillips

PHILLIPS: Ladies and gentlemen, I shall read you a wire addressed to Professor Pierson from Dr. Gray of the National History Museum, New York. “9:15 P.M. eastern standard time. Seismograph registered shock of almost earthquake intensity occurring within a radius of twenty miles of Princeton. Please investigate. Signed, Lloyd Gray, Chief of Astronomical Division.” Professor Pierson, could this occurrence possibly have something to do with the disturbances observed on the planet Mars?

PIERSON: Hardly, Mr. Phillips. This is probably a meteorite of unusual size and its arrival at this particular time is merely a coincidence. However, we shall conduct a search, as soon as daylight permits.

PHILLIPS: Thank you, Professor. Ladies and gentlemen, for the past ten minutes we've been speaking to you from the observatory at Princeton, bringing you a special interview with Professor Pierson, noted astronomer. This is Carl Phillips speaking. We are returning you now to our New York studio.

(FADE IN PIANO PLAYING)

ANNOUNCER TWO: Ladies and gentlemen, here is the latest bulletin from the Intercontinental Radio News. Toronto, Canada: Professor Morse of McGill University reports observing a total of three explosions on the planet Mars, between the hours of 7:45 P.M. and 9:20 P.M., eastern standard time. This confirms earlier reports received from American observatories. Now, nearer home, comes a special bulletin from Trenton, New Jersey. It is reported that at 8:50 P.M. a huge, flaming object, believed to be a meteorite, fell on a farm in the neighborhood of Grovers Mill, New Jersey, twenty two miles from Trenton. The flash in the sky was visible within a radius of several hundred miles and the noise of the impact was heard as far north as Elizabeth. We have dispatched a special mobile unit to the scene, and will have our commentator, Carl Phillips, give you a word description as soon as he can reach there from Princeton. In the meantime, we take you to the Hotel Martinet in Brooklyn, where Bobby Millette and his orchestra are offering a program of dance music.

(SWING BAND FOR TWENTY SECONDS, THEN CUT)

ANNOUNCER TWO: We take you now to Grovers Mill, New Jersey.

(CROWD NOISES, POLICE SIRENS)

PHILLIPS: Ladies and gentlemen, this is Carl Phillips again, out at the Wilmuth farm, Grovers Mill, New Jersey. Professor Pierson and myself made the eleven miles from Princeton in ten minutes. Well, I…hardly know where to begin, to paint for you a word picture of the strange scene before my eyes, like something out of a modern “Arabian Nights.” Well, I just got here, I haven't had a chance to look around yet. I guess that's it. Yes, I guess that's the thing, directly in front of me, half buried in a vast pit. Must have struck with terrific force. The ground is covered with splinters of a tree it must have struck on its way down. What I can see of the object itself doesn't look very much like a meteor, at least not the meteors I've seen. It looks more like a huge cylinder. It has a diameter of…what would you say, Professor Pierson?

PIERSON (OFF-MIKE): What's that?

PHILLIPS: What would you say, what is the diameter of the…

PIERSON: About thirty yards.

PHILLIPS: About thirty yards. The metal on the sheath is…well, I've never seen anything like it. The color is sort of yellowish-white. Curious spectators now are pressing close to the object in spite of the efforts of the police to keep them back. They're getting in front of my line of vision…would you mind standing to one side, please?

POLICEMAN: One side, there, one side.

PHILLIPS: While the policemen are pushing the crowd back, here's Mr. Wilmuth, owner of the farm here. He may have some interesting facts to add. Mr. Wilmuth, would you please tell the radio audience as much as you remember of this rather unusual visitor that dropped in your backyard? Step closer, please. Ladies and gentlemen, this is Mr. Wilmuth.

WILMUTH: Well, I was listenin' to the radio.

PHILLIPS: Closer and louder please.

WILMUTH: Pardon me?

PHILLIPS: Louder, please, and closer.

WILMUTH: Yes, sir. I was listening to the radio and kinda drowsin', that Professor fellow was talkin' about Mars, so I was half dozin' and half…

PHILLIPS: Yes, yes, Mr. Wilmuth, and then what happened?

WILMUTH: As I was sayin', I was listenin' to the radio kinda halfways…

PHILLIPS: Yes, Mr. Wilmuth, and then you saw something?

WILMUTH: Not first off. I heard something.

PHILLIPS: And what did you hear?

WILMUTH: A hissing sound. Like this: sssssss, kinda like a Fourth of July rocket.

PHILLIPS: Then what?

WILMUTH: I turned my head out the window and would have sworn I was to sleep and dreamin.'

PHILLIPS: Yes?

WILMUTH: I seen a kinda greenish streak and then zingo! Somethin’ smacked the ground. Knocked me clear out of my chair.

PHILLIPS: Well, were you frightened, Mr. Wilmuth?

WILMUTH: Well, I ain't quite sure. I reckon I was kinda riled.

PHILLIPS: Thank you, Mr. Wilmuth. Thank you.

WILMUTH: Want me to tell you some more…

PHILLIPS: No, that's quite all right, that's plenty. Ladies and gentlemen, you've just heard Mr. Wilmuth, owner of the farm where this thing has fallen. I wish I could convey the atmosphere, the background of this fantastic scene. Hundreds of cars are parked in a field in back of us, the police are trying to rope off the roadway leading into the farm but it's no use. They're breaking right through. Cars’ headlights throw an enormous spot on the pit where the object’s half buried. Now, some of the more daring souls now are venturing near the edge. Their silhouettes stand out against the metal sheen.

(FAINT HUMMING SOUND)

PHILLIPS: One man wants to touch the thing, he's having an argument with a policeman. The policeman wins. Now, ladies and gentlemen, there's something I haven't mentioned in all this excitement, but it's becoming more distinct. Perhaps you've caught it already on your radio. Listen, please.

(LONG PAUSE)

PHILLIPS: Do you hear it? It's a curious humming sound that seems to come from inside the object. I'll move the microphone nearer.

(PAUSE)

PHILLIPS: Now we're not more then twenty-five feet away. Can you hear it now? Professor Pierson?

PIERSON: Yes, Mr. Phillips?

PHILLIPS: Can you tell us the meaning of that scraping noise inside the thing?

PIERSON: Possibly the unequal cooling of its surface.

PHILLIPS: I see, do you still think it's a meteor, Professor?

PIERSON: I don't know what to think. The metal casing is definitely extraterrestrial, not found on this earth. Friction with the earth's atmosphere usually tears holes in a meteorite. This thing is smooth and, as you can see, of cylindrical shape.

PHILLIPS: Just a minute! Something's happening! Ladies and gentlemen, this is terrific! This end of the thing is beginning to flake off! The top is beginning to rotate like a screw! The thing must be hollow!

VOICES: She's movin'! Look, the darn thing's unscrewing! Keep back, there! Keep back, I tell you! Maybe there's men in it trying to escape! It's red hot, they'll burn to a cinder! Keep back there. Keep those idiots back!

(SUDDENLY THE CLANKING SOUND OF A HUGE PIECE OF FALLING METAL)

VOICES: She's off! The top's loose! Look out there! Stand back!

PHILLIPS: Ladies and gentlemen, this is the most terrifying thing I have ever witnessed. Wait a minute! Someone’s crawling out of the hollow top. Someone or . . . something. I can see peering out of that black hole, two luminous disks…are they eyes? It might be a face. It might be…

(SHOUTS OF AWE FROM THE CROWD)

PHILLIPS: Good heavens, something's wriggling out of the shadow like a gray snake. Now it's another one, and another one and another one. They look like tentacles to me. There, I can see the thing's body, it's large, it’s large as a bear and it glistens like wet leather. But that face, it…ladies and gentlemen, it's indescribable. I can hardly force myself to keep looking at it, so awful. The eyes are black and gleam like a serpent. The mouth is kind of V-shaped with saliva dripping from its rimless lips that seem to quiver and pulsate. The monster or whatever it is can hardly move. It seems weighed down by…possibly gravity or something. The thing's rising up now and the crowd falls back. They've seen plenty. This is the most extraordinary experience. I can't find words . . . I’ll pull this microphone with me as I talk. I'll have to stop the description until I can take a new position. Hold on, will you please, I'll be right back in a minute.

(FADE INTO PIANO)

ANNOUNCER: We are bringing you an eyewitness account of what's happening on the Wilmuth farm, Grovers Mill, New Jersey.

(MORE PIANO)

ANNOUNCER: We now return you to Carl Phillips at Grovers Mill.

PHILLIPS: Ladies and gentlemen…am I on? Ladies and gentlemen, here I am, back of a stone wall that adjoins Mr. Wilmuth's garden. From here I get a sweep of the whole scene. I'll give you every detail as long as I can talk and as long as I can see. More state police have arrived. They're drawing up a cordon in front of the pit, about thirty of them. No need to push the crowd back now, they're willing to keep their distance. The captain is conferring with someone, can't quite see who. Oh yes, I believe it's Professor Pierson. Yes, it is. Now they've parted and the Professor moves around one side, studying the object while the captain and two policemen advance with something in their hands. I can see it now. It's a white handkerchief tied to a pole . . . a flag of truce. If those creatures know what that means, what anything means…wait a minute, something's happening!

(HISSING SOUND FOLLOWED BY A HUMMING THAT INCREASES IN
INTENSITY)

PHILLIPS: A humped shape is rising out of the pit. I can make out a small beam of light against a mirror. What's that? There's a jet of flame springing from the mirror, and it leaps right at the advancing men. It strikes them head on! Good Lord, they're turning into flame!

(SCREAMS AND UNEARTHLY SHRIEKS)

PHILLIPS: Now the whole field's caught fire. The woods, the barns, the gas tanks of automobiles, it's spreading everywhere. It's coming this way. About twenty yards to my right…

(CRASH OF MICROPHONE, THEN DEAD SILENCE)

ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen, due to circumstances beyond our control, we are unable to continue the broadcast from Grovers Mill. Evidently there's some difficulty with our field transmission. However, we will return to that point at the earliest opportunity. In the meantime, we have a late bulletin from San Diego, California. Professor Indellkoffer, speaking at a dinner of the California Astronomical Society, expressed the opinion that the explosions on Mars are undoubtedly nothing more than severe volcanic disturbances on the surface of the planet. We continue now with our piano interlude.

(PIANO, THEN CUT)

ANNOUNCER TWO: Ladies and gentlemen, I have just been handed a message that came in from Grovers Mill by telephone; just one moment, please. At least forty people, including six state troopers lie dead in a field east of the village of Grovers Mill, their bodies burned and distorted beyond all possible recognition. The next voice you hear will be that of Brigadier General Montgomery Smith, commander of the state militia at Trenton, New Jersey.

SMITH: I have been requested by the governor of New Jersey to place the counties of Mercer and Middlesex as far west as Princeton, and east to Jamesburg, under martial law. No one will be permitted to enter this area except by special pass issued by state or military authorities. Four companies of state militia are proceeding from Trenton to Grovers Mill, and will aid in the evacuation of homes within the range of military operations. Thank you.

ANNOUNCER TWO: You have just been listening to General Montgomery Smith commanding the state militia at Trenton. In the meantime, further details of the catastrophe at Grovers Mill are coming in. The strange creatures, after unleashing their deadly assault, crawled back in their pit and made no attempt to prevent the efforts of the firemen to recover the bodies and extinguish the fire. The combined fire departments of Mercer County are fighting the flames which menace the entire countryside. We have been unable to establish any contact with our mobile unit at Grovers Mill, but we hope to be able to return you there at the earliest possible moment. In the meantime we take you to…just one moment, please.

(LONG PAUSE)

ANNOUNCER TWO: Ladies and gentlemen, I have just been informed that we have finally established communication with an eyewitness of the tragedy. Professor Pierson has been located at a farmhouse near Grovers Mill where he has established an emergency observation post. As a scientist, he will give you his explanation of the calamity. The next voice you hear will be that of Professor Pierson, brought to you by direct wire; Professor Pierson.

(FEEDBACK, THEN FILTERED VOICE)

PIERSON: Of the creatures in the rocket cylinder at Grovers Mill, I can give you no authoritative information, either as to their nature, their origin, or their purposes here on earth. Of their destructive instrument I might venture some conjectural explanation. For want of a better term, I shall refer to the mysterious weapon as a heat ray. It's all too evident that these creatures have scientific knowledge far in advance of our own. It’s my guess that in some way they are able to generate an intense heat in a chamber of practically absolute nonconductivity. This intense heat they project in a parallel beam against any object they choose, by means of a polished parabolic mirror of unknown composition, much as the mirror of a lighthouse projects a beam of light. That is my conjecture of the origin of the heat ray.

ANNOUNCER TWO: Thank you, Professor Pierson. Ladies and gentlemen, here is a bulletin from Trenton. It is a brief statement informing us that the charred body of Carl Phillips has been identified in a Trenton hospital. Now here's another bulletin from Washington, D.C. The Office of the director of the National Red Cross reports ten units of Red Cross emergency workers have been assigned to the headquarters of the state militia stationed outside of Grovers Mill, New Jersey. Here's a bulletin from state police, Princeton Junction: The fires at Grovers Mill and vicinity are now under control. Scouts report all quiet in the pit, and there is no sign of life appearing from the mouth of the cylinder. And now, ladies and gentlemen, we have a special statement from Mr. Harry McDonald, vice president in charge of operations.

MCDONALD: We have received a request from the militia at Trenton to place at their disposal our entire broadcasting facilities. In view of the gravity of the situation, and believing that radio has a responsibility to serve in the public interest at all times, we are turning over our facilities to the state militia at Trenton.

ANNOUNCER TWO: We take you now to the field headquarters of the state militia near Grovers Mill, New Jersey.

CAPTAIN LANSING: This is Captain Lansing of the signal corps, attached to the state militia now engaged in military operations in the vicinity of Grovers Mill. Situation arising from the reported presence of certain individuals of unidentified nature is now under complete control. The cylindrical object which lies in a pit directly below our position is surrounded on all sides by eight battalions of infantry, without heavy field pieces, but adequately armed with rifles and machine guns. All cause for alarm, if such cause ever existed, is now entirely unjustified. The things, whatever they are, do not even venture to poke their heads above the pit. I can see their hiding place plainly in the glare of the searchlights here. With all their reported resources, these creatures can scarcely stand up against heavy machine-gun fire. Anyway, it's an interesting outing for the troops. I can make out their khaki uniforms, crossing back and forth in front of the lights. It looks almost like a real war. There appears to be some slight smoke in the woods bordering the Millstone River (probably fire started by campers). Well, we ought to see some action soon; one of the companies is deploying on the left flank. A quick thrust and it will all be over. Now wait a minute, I see something on top of the cylinder. No, it's nothing but a shadow. Now the troops are on the edge of the Wilmuth farm. Seven thousand armed men closing in on an old metal tube. Wait, that wasn't a shadow, it's something moving, solid metal, kind of shield - like affair rising up out of the cylinder. It's going higher and higher. Why, it's standing on legs, actually rearing up on a sort of metal framework. Now it's reaching above the trees and the searchlights are on it. Hold on!

(PAUSE)

ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen, I have a grave announcement to make. Incredible as it may seem, both the observations of science and the evidence of our eyes lead to the inescapable assumption that those strange beings who landed in the Jersey farmlands tonight are the vanguard of an invading army from the planet Mars. The battle which took place tonight at Grovers Mill has ended in one of the most startling defeats ever suffered by any army in modern times; seven thousand men armed with rifles and machine guns pitted against a single fighting machine of the invaders from Mars. One hundred and twenty known survivors. The rest strewn over the battle area from Grovers Mill to Plainsboro, crushed and trampled to death under the metal feet of the monster, or burned to cinders by its heat ray. The monster is now in control of the middle section of New Jersey and has effectively cut the state through its center. Communication lines are down from Pennsylvania to the Atlantic Ocean. Railroad tracks are torn and service from New York to Philadelphia discontinued except routing some of the trains through Allentown and Phoenixville. Highways to the north, south, and west are clogged with frantic human traffic. Police and army reserves are unable to control the mad flight. By morning the fugitives will have swelled Philadelphia, Camden, and Trenton, it is estimated, to twice their normal population. Martial law prevails throughout New Jersey and eastern Pennsylvania. At this time, we take you now to Washington for a special broadcast on the National Emergency; the Secretary of the Interior.

SECRETARY: Citizens of the nation: I shall not try to conceal the gravity of the situation that confronts the country, nor the concern of your government in protecting the lives and property of its people. However, I wish to impress upon you – private citizens and public officials, all of you – the urgent need of calm and resourceful action. Fortunately, this formidable enemy is still confined to a comparatively small area, and we may place our faith in the military forces to keep them there. In the meantime, placing our faith in God, we must continue the performance of our duties, each and every one of them, so that we may confront this destructive adversary with a nation united, courageous, and consecrated to the preservation of human supremacy on this earth. I thank you.

ANNOUNCER: You have just heard the Secretary of the Interior speaking from Washington. Bulletins too numerous to read are piling up in the studio here. We are informed the central portion of New Jersey is blacked out from radio communication due to the effect of the heat ray upon power lines and electrical equipment. Here is a special bulletin from New York. Cables received from English, French, and German scientific bodies offering assistance. Astronomers report continued gas outbursts at regular intervals on the planet Mars. The majority voice, the opinion that the enemy will be reinforced by additional rocket machines. There have been several attempts made to locate Professor Pierson of Princeton, who has observed Martians at close range. It is feared he was lost in the recent battle. Langham Field, Virginia: Scouting planes report three Martian machines visible above treetops, moving north towards Somerville with populations fleeing ahead of them. The heat ray not in use, although advancing at express-train speed, invaders pick their way carefully. They seem to be making a conscious effort to avoid destruction of cities and countryside. However, they stop to uproot power lines, bridges, railroad tracks. Their apparent objective is to crush resistance, paralyze communication, and disorganize human society. Here is a bulletin from Basking Ridge, New Jersey: Coon hunters have stumbled on a second cylinder similar to the first embedded in the great swamp twenty miles south of Morristown. Army fieldpieces are proceeding from Newark to blow up the second invading unit before the cylinder can be opened and the fighting machine rigged. They are taking up position in the foothills of Watchung Mountains. Another bulletin from Langham Field, Virginia: Scouting planes report enemy machines, now three in number, increasing speed northward, kicking over houses and trees in their evident haste to form a conjunction with their allies south of Morristown. Machines also sighted by telephone operator east of Middlesex within ten miles of Plainfield. Here's a bulletin from Winston Field, Long Island: A fleet of army bombers carrying heavy explosives flying north in pursuit of enemy. Scouting planes act as guides. They keep the speeding enemy in sight. Just a moment, please, ladies and gentlemen, we've run special wires to the artillery line in adjacent villages to give you direct reports in the zone of the advancing enemy. First we take you to the battery of the 22nd Field Artillery, located in the Watchtung Mountains.

OFFICER: Range, thirty-two meters.

GUNNER: Thirty-two meters.

OFFICER: Projection, thirty-nine degrees.

GUNNER: Thirty-nine degrees.

OFFICER: Fire!

(BOOM OF HEAVY GUN; PAUSE)

OBSERVER: One hundred and forty yards to the right, sir.

OFFICER: Shift range, thirty-one meters.

GUNNER: Thirty-one meters

OFFICER: Projection, thirty-seven degrees.

GUNNER: Thirty-seven degrees.

OFFICER: Fire!

(BOOM OF HEAVY GUN; PAUSE)

OBSERVER: A hit, sir! We got the tripod of one of them. They've stopped. The others
are trying to repair it.

OFFICER: Quick, get the range! Shift thirty meters.

GUNNER: Thirty meters.

OFFICER: Projection, twenty-seven degrees.

GUNNER: Twenty-seven degrees.

OFFICER: Fire!

(BOOM OF HEAVY GUN; PAUSE)

OBSERVER: Can't see the shell land, sir. They're letting off a smoke.

OFFICER: What is it?

OBSERVER: A black smoke, sir. Moving this way. Lying close to the ground. It's moving fast.

OFFICER: Put on gas masks.

(PAUSE. VOICES NOW MUFFLED)

OFFICER: Get ready to fire. Shift to twenty-four meters.

GUNNER: Twenty- four meters.

OFFICER: Projection, twenty-four degrees.

GUNNER: Twenty- four degrees.

OFFICER: Fire!

(BOOM)

OBSERVER: Still can't see, sir. The smoke's coming nearer.

OFFICER: Get the range.

(COUGHS)

OBSERVER: Twenty-three meters.

(COUGHS)

OFFICER: Twenty-three meters.

(COUGHS)

GUNNER: Twenty-three meters

(COUGHS)

OBSERVER: Projection, twenty-two degrees.

(COUGHING)

OFFICER: Twenty-two degrees

(FADE OUT COUGHING)

(CUT TO SOUND OF AIRPLANE MOTOR)

COMMANDER: Army bombing plane, V-8-43, off Bayonne, New Jersey, Lieutenant Voght, commanding eight bombers. Reporting to Commander Fairfax, Langham Field. This is Voght, reporting to Commander Fairfax, Langham Field. Enemy tripod machines now in sight. Reinforced by three machines from the Morristown cylinder, six altogether. One machine partially crippled. Believed hit by shell from army gun in Watchung Mountains. Guns now appear silent. A heavy black fog hanging close to the earth of extreme density, nature unknown. No sign of heat ray. Enemy now turns east, crossing Passaic River into the Jersey marshes. Another straddles the Pulaski Skyway. Evident objective is New York City. They're pushing down a high tension power station. The machines are close together now, and we're ready to attack. Planes circling, ready to strike. A thousand yards and we'll be over the first. Eight hundred yards. Six hundred. Four hundred. Two hundred. There they go! The giant arm raised…

(SOUND OF HEAT RAY)

COMMANDER: Green flash! They're spraying us with flame! Two thousand feet. Engines are giving out. No chance to release bombs. Only one thing left, drop on them, plane and all. We're diving on the first one. Now the engine's gone! Eight…

(PLANE GOES DOWN)

OPERATOR ONE: This is Bayonne, New Jersey, calling Langham Field. This is Bayonne, New Jersey, calling Langham Field. Come in, please.

OPERATOR TWO: This is Langham Field, go ahead.

OPERATOR ONE: Eight army bombers in engagement with enemy tripod machines over Jersey flats. Engines incapacitated by heat ray. All crashed. One enemy machine destroyed. Enemy now discharging heavy black smoke in direction of…

OPERATOR THREE: This is Newark, New Jersey. This is Newark, New Jersey. Warning! Poisonous black smoke pouring in from Jersey marshes. Reaches South street. Gas masks useless. Urge population to move into open spaces. Automobiles use Routes 7, 23, 24. Avoid congested areas. Smoke now spreading over Raymond Boulevard…

OPERATOR FOUR: 2X2L, calling CQ, 2X2L, calling CQ. 2X2L calling 8X3R, come in, please.

OPERATOR FIVE: This is 8X3R, coming back at 2X2L.

OPERATOR FOUR: How's reception? How's reception? K, please

(PAUSE)

OPERATOR FOUR: Where are you, 8X3R? What's the matter? Where are you?

(BELLS RINGING OVER CITY, GRADUALLY DIMINISHING)

ANNOUNCER: I'm speaking from the roof of the Broadcasting Building, I'm speaking from the roof of the Broadcasting Building, New York City. The bells you hear are ringing to warn the people to evacuate the city as the Martians approach. Estimated in last two hours, three million people have moved out along the roads to the north. Hutchison River Parkway still kept open for motor traffic. Avoid bridges to Long Island – hopelessly jammed. All communication with Jersey shore closed ten minutes ago. No more defenses. Our army is wiped out, artillery, air force, everything wiped out. This may be the last broadcast. We'll stay here to the end. People are holding service below us in the cathedral.

(VOICES SINGING HYMNS)

ANNOUNCER: Now I look down the harbour. All manner of boats, overloaded with fleeing population, pulling out from docks.

(SOUND OF BOAT WHISTLES)

ANNOUNCER: Streets are all jammed. Noise in crowds like New Year's Eve in city. Wait a minute, the enemy’s now in sight above the Palisades. Five…five great machines. First one is crossing the river. I can see it from here, wading the Hudson like a man wading through a brook. A bulletin is handed me: Martian cylinders are falling all over the country. One outside of Buffalo, one in Chicago, St. Louis. Seem to be timed and spaced. Now the first machine reaches the shore. He stands watching, looking over the city. His steel, cowlish head is even with the skyscrapers. He waits for the others. They rise like a line of new towers on the city's west side. Now they're lifting their metal hands. This is the end now. Smoke comes out, black smoke, drifting over the city. People in the streets see it now. They're running towards the East River, thousands of them, dropping in like rats. Now the smoke's spreading faster, it's reached Times Square. People trying to run away from it, but it's no use, they're falling like flies. Now the smoke's crossing Sixth Avenue – Fifth Avenue – one hundred yards away – it's fifty feet…

(BODY FALLS, PAUSE)

OPERATOR FOUR: 2X2L calling CQ, 2X2L calling CQ, 2X2L calling CQ New York. Isn't there anyone on the air? Isn't there anyone on the air? Isn't there anyone? 2X2L.

ANNOUNCER: You are listening to a CBS presentation of Orson Welles and the Mercury Theatre on the Air in an original dramatization of “The War of the Worlds” by H.G. Wells. The performance will continue after a brief intermission. This is the Columbia Broadcasting System. “The War of the Worlds”, starring Orson Welles and the Mercury Theatre on the air.

(MUSIC)

PIERSON: As I set down these notes on paper, I'm obsessed by the thought that I may be the last living man on earth. I have been hiding in this empty house near Grovers Mill, a small island of daylight cut off by the black smoke from the rest of the world. All that happened before the arrival of these monstrous creatures in the world now seems part of another life, a life that has no continuity with the present, furtive existence of the lonely derelict who pencils these words on the back of some astronomical notes bearing the signature of Richard Pierson. I look down at my blackened hands, my torn shoes, my tattered clothes, and I try to connect them with a professor who lives at Princeton, and who on the night of October 20th, glimpsed through his telescope an orange splash of light on a distant planet. My wife, my colleagues, my students, my books, my observatory, my…my world; where are they? Did they ever exist? Am I Richard Pierson? What day is it? Do days exist without calendars? Does time pass when there are no human hands left to wind the clocks? In writing down my daily life I tell myself shall preserve human history between the dark covers of this little book that was meant to record the movements of the stars. But to write I must live, and to live, I must eat. I find moldy bread in the kitchen, and an orange not too spoiled to swallow. I keep watch at the window. From time to time I catch sight of a Martian above the black smoke. The smoke still holds the house in its black coil, but at length there is a hissing sound and suddenly I see a Martian mounted on his machine, spraying the air with a jet of steam, as if to dissipate the smoke. I watch in a corner as his huge metal legs nearly brush against the house. Exhausted by terror, I fall asleep. It's morning. Morning! Sun streams in the window. The black cloud of gas has lifted, and the scorched meadows to the north look as though a black snowstorm has passed over them. I venture from the house. I make my way to a road. No traffic. Here and there a wrecked car, baggage overturned, a blackened skeleton. I push on north. For some reason I feel safer trailing these monsters than running away from them. And I keep a careful watch. I have seen the Martians feed. Should one of their machines appear over the top of trees, I am ready to fling myself flat on the earth. I come to a chestnut tree. October chestnuts are ripe. I fill my pockets to keep alive. Two days I wander in a vague northerly direction through a desolate world. Finally I notice a living creature: a small red squirrel in a beech tree. I stare at him and wonder. He stares back at me. I believe at that moment the animal and I shared the same emotion, the joy of finding another living being. I push on north. I find dead cows in a brackish field and beyond, the charred ruins of a dairy, the silo remains standing guard over the waste land like a lighthouse deserted by the sea. Astride the silo perches a weathercock. The arrow points north, north. Next day I come to a city, a city vaguely familiar in its contours, yet its buildings strangely dwarfed and leveled off, as if a giant had sliced off its highest towers with a capricious sweep of his hand. I reached the outskirts. I found Newark, Newark undemolished, but humbled by some whim of the advancing Martians. Presently, with an odd feeling of being watched, I caught sight of something crouching in a doorway. I made a step towards it, and it rose up and became a man, a man, armed with a large knife.

STRANGER: (OFF MIKE) Stop. . . (CLOSER) where did you come from?

PIERSON: I come from many places. A long time ago from Princeton.

STRANGER: Princeton, huh? That's near Grovers Mill!

PIERSON: Yes.

STRANGER: Grovers Mill. (LAUGHS) There's no food here. This is my country, all this end of town down to the river. There's only food for one. Which way are you going?

PIERSON: I don't know. I guess I'm looking for people.

STRANGER: (NERVOUSLY) What was that? Did you hear something just then?

PIERSON: No, only a bird. (AMAZED) A live bird!

STRANGER: Yeah, You get to know that birds have shadows these days. Say, we're in the open here. Let's crawl into this here doorway and talk.

PIERSON: Have you seen any Martians? STRANGER: Nah. They've gone over to New York. At night the sky is alive with their lights. Just as if people were still livin’ in it. By daylight you can't see them. Five days ago a couple of them carried somethin' big across the flats from the airport. I think they're learning how to fly.

PIERSON: Fly!

STRANGER: Yeah, fly.

PIERSON: Then it's all over with humanity. Stranger, there's still you and I. Two of us left.

STRANGER: Yeah. They got themselves in solid; they wrecked the greatest country in the world. Those green stars, they're probably falling somewhere every night. They've only lost one machine. There isn't anything to do. We're done. We're licked.

PIERSON: Where were you? You're in a uniform.

STRANGER: Yeah, what's left of it. I was in the militia – national guard. That's good! There wasn't any war, any more than there's war between man and ants.

PIERSON: Yes, but we're eat-able ants. I found that out. What will they do with us?

STRANGER: I've thought it all out. Right now we're caught as we're wanted. The Martian only has to go a few miles to get a crowd on the run. But they won't keep on doing that. They'll begin catching us systematic-like, keeping the best and storing us in cages and things. They haven't begun on us yet!

PIERSON: Not begun!

STRANGER: Not begun! All that's happened so far is because we don't have sense enough to keep quiet, botherin' them with guns and such stuff and losing our heads and rushing off in crowds. No, instead of our rushing around blind we've got to fix ourselves up. fix ourselves up according to the way things are now. Cities, nations, civilization, progress…

PIERSON: But if that's so, what is there to live for?

STRANGER: Well, there won't be any more concerts for a million years or so, and no nice little dinners at restaurants. If it's amusement you're after, I guess the game's up.

PIERSON: And what is there left?

STRANGER: Life, that's what! I want to live. Yeah, and so do you. We're not going to be exterminated. And I don't mean to be caught, either, and tamed, and fattened, and bred, like an ox.

PIERSON: What are you going to do?

STRANGER: I'm going on, right under their feet. I got a plan. We men as men are finished. We don't know enough. We gotta learn plenty before we've got a chance. And we've got to live and keep free while we learn, see? I've thought it all out, see.

PIERSON: Well, tell me the rest.

STRANGER: Well, it isn't all of us that were made for wild beasts, and that's what it's got to be. That's why I watched you. All these little office workers that used to live in these houses, they'd be no good. They haven't any stuff to 'em. They just used to run off to work. I've seen hundreds of 'em, running wild to catch their commuter train in the morning for fear they'd get canned if they didn't; running back at night afraid they wouldn't be in time for dinner. Lives insured and a little invested in case of accidents. Yeah, and on Sundays, worried about the hereafter. The Martians, they’ll be a godsend for those guys. Nice roomy cages, good food, careful breeding, no worries. Yeah, after a week or so chasing about the fields on empty stomachs they'll come and be glad to be caught.

PIERSON: You've thought it all out, haven't you?

STRANGER: Yeah, you bet I have! And that isn't all. These Martians will make pets of some of 'em, train 'em to do tricks. Who knows? Get sentimental over the pet boy who grew up and had to be killed. Yeah. And some, maybe, they'll train to hunt us.

PIERSON: No, that's impossible. No human being…

STRANGER: Yes they will. There's men who'll do it gladly. If one of them ever comes after me, why…

PIERSON: In the meantime, you and I and others like us, where are we to live when the Martians own the earth?

STRANGER: I've got it all figured out. We'll live underground. I've been thinking about the sewers. Under New York there are miles and miles of 'em. The main ones are big enough for anybody. Then there's cellars, vaults, underground storerooms, railway tunnels, subways. You begin to see, eh? And we'll get a bunch of strong men together. No weak ones; that rubbish – out.

PIERSON: And you meant me to go?

STRANGER: Well, I gave you a chance, didn't I?

PIERSON: We won't quarrel about that. Go on.

STRANGER: Well, we've got to make safe places for us to stay in, see, and get all the books we can – science books. That's where men like you come in, see? We'll raid the museums, we'll even spy on the Martians. It may not be so much we have to learn before – just imagine this: four or five of their own fighting machines suddenly start off, heat rays right and left and not a Martian in 'em. Not a Martian in 'em, see? But men, men who have learned the way how. It may even be in our time. Gee, imagine having one of them lovely things with its heat ray wide and free! We'd turn it on Martians, we'd turn it on men. We'd bring everybody down to their knees.

PIERSON: That's your plan?

STRANGER: Yeah, you, and me, and a few more of us. We'd own the world.

PIERSON: I see.

STRANGER: (FADING OUT) Hey, hey, what's the matter? Where are you going?

PIERSON: Not to your world. Goodbye, stranger. Well, after parting with the artilleryman, I came at last to the Holland Tunnel. I entered that silent tube anxious to know the fate of the great city on the other side of the Hudson. Cautiously, I came out of the tunnel and made my way up Canal Street. I reached Fourteenth Street, and there again were black powder and several bodies, and an evil ominous smell from the gratings of the cellars of some of the houses. I wandered up through the Thirties and Forties; I stood alone on Times Square. I caught sight of a lean dog running down Seventh Avenue with a piece of dark brown meat in his jaws, and a pack of starving mongrels at his heels. He made a wide circle around me, as though he feared I might prove a fresh competitor. I walked up Broadway in the direction of that strange powder, past silent shopwindows, displaying their mute wares to empty sidewalks, past the Capitol Theatre, silent, dark, past a shooting gallery, where a row of empty guns faced an arrested line of wooden ducks. Near Columbus Circle I noticed models of 1939 motorcars in the showrooms facing empty streets. From over the top of the General Motors Building, I watched a flock of black birds circling in the sky. I hurried on. Suddenly I caught sight of the hood of a Martian machine, standing somewhere in Central Park, gleaming in the late afternoon sun. An insane idea, I rushed recklessly across Columbus Circle and into the Park. I climbed a small hill above the pond at Sixtieth Street. From there I could see, standing in a silent row along the mall, nineteen of those great metal Titans, their cowls empty, their steel arms hanging listlessly by their sides. I looked in vain for the monsters that inhabit those machines. Suddenly, my eyes were attracted to the immense flock of black birds that hovered directly below me. They circled to the ground, and there before my eyes, stark and silent, lay the Martians, with the hungry birds pecking and tearing brown shreds of flesh from their dead bodies. Later when their bodies were examined in the laboratories, it was found that they were killed by the putrefactive and disease bacteria against which their systems were unprepared. . . slain, after all man's defenses had failed, by the humblest thing that God, in His wisdom, has put upon this earth. Before the cylinder fell there was a general persuasion that through all the deep of space no life existed beyond the petty surface of our minute sphere. Now we see further. Dim and wonderful is the vision I have conjured up in my mind of life spreading slowly from this little seedbed of the solar system throughout the inanimate vastnesses of sidereal space. But that is a remote dream. It may be that the destruction of the Martians is only a reprieve. To them, and not to us, is the future ordained, perhaps. Strange it now seems to sit in my peaceful study at Princeton writing down this last chapter of the record begun at a deserted farm in Grovers Mill. Strange to watch children playing in the streets. Strange to see young people strolling on the green, where the new spring grass heals the last black scars of a bruised earth. Strange to watch the sightseers enter the museum where the dissembled parts of a Martian machine are kept on public view. Strange when I recall the time when I first saw it, bright and clean-cut, hard, and silent, under the dawn of that last great day.

(MUSIC SWELLS UP AND OUT)

ORSON WELLES: This is Orson Welles, ladies and gentlemen, out of character to assure you that “The War of The Worlds” has no further significance than as the holiday offering it was intended to be. The Mercury Theatre's own radio version of dressing up in a sheet and jumping out of a bush and saying, “Boo!” Starting now, we couldn't soap all your windows and steal all your garden gates by tomorrow night, so we did the best next thing. We annihilated the world before your very ears, and utterly destroyed the CBS. You will be relieved, I hope, to learn that we didn't mean it, and that both institutions are still open for business. So goodbye everybody, and remember, please, for the next day or so the terrible lesson you learned tonight. That grinning, glowing, globular invader of your living room is an inhabitant of the pumpkin patch, and if your doorbell rings and nobody's there, that was no Martian, it's Hallowe'en.

(MERCURY THEATRE THEME UP FULL, THEN DOWN)

ANNOUNCER: Tonight the Columbia Broadcasting System and its affiliated stations coast-to-coast have brought you “The War of the Worlds” by H.G. Wells, the seventeent in its weekly series of dramatic broadcasts featuring Orson Welles and the Mercury Theatre on the Air. Next week, we present a dramatization of three famous short stories. This is the Columbia Broadcasting System.

WC: Stay tuned, ladies and gentlemen, for a biography of Orson Welles, followed by the 1978 musical version of “War of the Worlds.” What a great night for this, huh?