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 To H.G. and Orson,
whose unique genius each
helped shape the twentieth century
in remarkable and wonderful ways
I felt the first inkling of a thing that presently grew quite clear in my
mind, that oppressed me for many days, a sense of dethronement, a per-
suasion that I was no longer a master, but an animal among the animals,
under the Martian heel.
—H.G. Wells
The War of the Worlds

…Remember, please, for the next day or so, the terrible lesson you
learned here tonight.That grinning, glowing,globular invader of your liv-
ing 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.
—Orson Welles
“The War of the Worlds”
 Contents
This symbol, throughout the book, denotes which track of the audio CD corresponds to the text.

Foreword
H.G. Wells, Master of Paranoia
by Ray Bradbury . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .ix
Introduction . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .xi
Part I: The Broadcast
The Eve of Halloween . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .3
The Radio Play: “War of the Worlds” by Howard Koch . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .27
Orson Welles and the Mercury Theatre . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .57
Part II: Invasions from Mars
Martians, Moon Men, and Other Close Encounters . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .69
Part III: The Author and His Book
H.G. Wells . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .85
The War of the Worlds by H.G. Wells
Book One – The Coming of the Martians . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .95
1. The Eve of War 2. The Falling Star 3. On Horsell Common 4. The Cylinder Opens 5. The
Heat-Ray 6. The Heat-Ray in the Chobham Road 7. How I Reached Home 8. Friday Night
9. The Fighting Begins 10. In the Storm 11. At the Window 12. What I Saw of the
Destruction of Weybridge and Shepperton 13. How I Fell in with the Curate 14. In London
15. What Had Happened in Surrey 16. The Exodus from London 17. The “Thunder Child”
Book Two – The Earth Under the Martians . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .157
1. Under Foot 2. What We Saw from the Ruined House 3. The Days of Imprisonment 4. The
Death of the Curate 5. The Stillness 6. The Work of Fifteen Days 7. The Man on Putney Hill
8. Dead London 9. Wreckage 10. The Epilogue
Afterword
The Once and Future Mars
by Ben Bova . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .193
Bibliography . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .198
Acknowledgments . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .200
Photo Credits . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .201
 Foreword by
Ray Bradbury
H.G.Wells,
Master of
Paranoia
ow consider The War of the Worlds, which induces

N paranoia in its hapless readers and causes listeners a

similar madness when Orson changes Wells to Welles,
while clamoring ten million radios with invasions.
I witnessed both, I discovered my own fears of far
planets and terrible aliens in the August 1927 Amazing
Stories reprint of The War of the Worlds. Fresh out of
high school years later, I heard the United States under
siege by radio Martians.
Both were delights.
There is nothing like a wholesale statewide destruc-
tion to make a boy sit up and eat his spinach.
Delight was mine when I heard half-seen mobs tear
passions to tatters the night Orson Welles was truly born.
Foreword

The Wells novels and the Welles ear-candy beckon correct their behaviors and longs to destroy dumb
the seedling paranoias in most men and boys born need- things and people who live by stupid laws.
ful for power, accomplishments, or destruction. This is the attraction of some of Wells’ most famous
Women, on the other hand, mind their knitting and pieces. We wish we were invisible, we wish we could
say, “Get on with it.While you’re being invaded, I’ll just command the world to pull up its socks or know annihi-
make another child to freshen the paranoid stock.” lation. There is grim satisfaction in being a Martian fresh
Wells and Welles prepared us for the delusional out of its spaceship, come to rule the world or die trying.
madness of the past fifty years. In fact, the entire his- So we are all closet paranoids preached to by a
tory of the United States in the last half of the twen- paranoid.
tieth century is exemplified beautifully in Wells’ work. Now consider the other outstanding author of sci-
Starting with the so-called arrival of flying saucers in ence fiction at the turn of the twentieth century. Jules
the 1950s, we’ve had a continuation of our mild panic Verne created a mad scientist also, but when you con-
at being invaded by creatures from some other part of sider Captain Nemo on board his Nautilus, out to con -
the universe. It started with that alien professor who quer the world, or his secret self, you are confronted by
sold hot dogs with saucers of Invaders at the foot of an amiable lunatic compared to the madmen who
Mt. Palomar. It then ravened up the years with half- inhabit many of H.G. Wells’ stories. H.G. Wells’ heroes
baked sightings to end in Roswell and wild true are true villains and dangerous.
believers who claimed they never met a bug-eyed But there are no villains in The War of the Worlds,
monster they didn’t love. only our panics and night dreams, the dark lopside of
Dr. Hynek disagreed, and he was the expert on fly- our numbskull invading the half that stands in full sun.
ing saucers hitting the fan, having started the Center for There is no paranoid lunatic at the center of The War of
UFO Studies. the Worlds. Instead, the reader is the one who becomes
People said yes to his truths but snuck off the next filled with paranoia. The War of the Worlds is a night-
day to Bide-a-Wee Martian Shoals in California, mare vision of humanity’s conquest—one that inspired
Arizona, and New Mexico. paranoia in all its forms throughout the twentieth cen-
The myths proliferated, all the way from the friendly tury. Wells was reacting to the injustice and ignorance of
beasts that invaded Meteor Crater in my It Came from man in his work, while Verne envisioned the wonder of
Outer Space to the incredible Mother Ship landing in fire- technology. We enjoy them both for different reasons,
work illuminations in Close Encounters of the Third Kind. but they both capture truths about the world, good and
God reaching down to touch Adam’s upstretched hand. bad. It speaks volumes about us that Wells’ vision
So the invasions will never cease. Or, not until we caused the more spectacular impact.And, truth be told,
landfall Mars, build towns, and become friendly ever since the novel and the broadcast, we are still in
invaders to the universe. We will arrive in peace and, the throes of believing that we’ve been invaded by crea-
hopefully, go with God. tures from somewhere else.
We are still playing “The War of the Worlds” on our
audiotape machines and imagining it is Halloween 1938
and Nothing Can Save Us except a convenient earth-
bourn germ.
When we read H.G. Wells’ The Man Who Could
Work Miracles, the story’s lunatic hero, Fotheringay,
cries, “By God, I will run the world or by God, destroy
every man, woman, and child of it.” Wells’ Invisible Man
sees himself run amok among stupid non-thinkers to

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“There are no Martians. There are no intelligences on Mars superior to our own in any way comparable. It seems
quite likely that there never have been. In fact, the evidence we now have makes it seem likely that there is no life
of any kind on Mars and there may not even have been any life on the planet in the past.”
—Isaac Asimov, in an afterword to The War of the Worlds

n October 30, 1938, Orson Welles took Howard The panic broadcast, as it came to be known, was an

O Koch’s adaptation of H.G. Wells’ classic, The War of

the Worlds, and convinced more than a million
Americans that a Martian army had come to Earth to
experiment in mass delusion set not in a university, but
in America’s living room.What was it about H.G. Wells’
tale that caused so many people to act so irrationally?
annihilate the human race. Orson Welles’ Mercury And what is it about The War of the Worlds story that
Theatre, broadcast coast-to-coast on CBS Radio, simu- continues to fascinate us?
lated a program of dance music (“Ramón Raquello and H.G. Wells published his classic story in 1898, when
his orchestra”) being interrupted by increasingly alarm- many in England eyed Germany’s growing war machine
ing and unbelievable newsflashes from Grovers Mill, with the same trepidation that preceded World War II.
New Jersey. By the time it became clear what was being His book, which predated the Boer War and World War
reported, men, women, and children in dozens of towns I, foresaw a warfare more mechanized and brutal than
and cities all over the nation fled their homes in terror any seen before. The idea of refugees fleeing a devas-
from objects that existed only in their imagination. tated London must have seemed incredible in that
“The War of the Worlds” was a short-lived conflict. Victorian age; so too would the notion of flying
The invaders, shot like cannonballs from Mars to machines and poison gas used as instruments of war.
remote regions around the globe, decimated most of Since its initial publication, publishers around the world
New Jersey and set half the planet on fire all before have released numerous editions of The War of the
the first scheduled program break (about forty min- Worlds, pulp comics serialized it, Hollywood made a
utes). A suspiciously short time frame, one would movie of it, and in 1978, Jeff Wayne even staged his
think. Conspicuous also was CBS News’ exclusive on Musical Version of The War of the Worlds, starring
the story. Richard Burton. Other radio performances, inspired by
A number of conditions may help explain America’s the Orson Welles broadcast, have aired at various times
susceptibility to the hoax—the continuing economic and on various stations in the U.S. and abroad. In
hardships of the Great Depression, Hitler pushing response to the 1949 “War of the Worlds” broadcast
Europe to the brink of war, the Hindenburg explosion from Quito, Ecuador, enraged townsfolk rioted, ulti-
of 1937 (the first disaster to be broadcast live), and mately torching the radio studio building and killing
news of the devastating hurricane that hit the East several station employees.
Coast earlier in the year. People had grown accustomed Countless others, inspired by H.G.’s book and
to hearing bad news, especially, in recent months, in the Orson’s broadcast, have created their own take on
form of late-breaking newsflashes. Earth’s invasion from outer space. In the 1940s and

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50s, as the Cold War heated up, science fiction came to universe almost anything is theoretically possible to
the fore as a popular movie genre, particularly stories of happen somewhere.”
alien invasion, with films such as The Day the Earth The expectation that aliens would be hostile seems
Stood Still, The Thing, Invasion of the Body Snatchers, irrational. And it reveals our tendency to xenophobia,
and the 1953 screen version of The War of the Worlds. our fear of anything alien or different. We tend to proj -
Those movies were the at the fore of the monsters- ect our own fears and hostilities on those who are dif-
from-space crop; other fare included Purple Death from ferent until those imaginings become real to us. Which
Outer Space, Invaders from Mars, Killers from Space, raises an important question: Would anyone have
Flying Disc Man from Mars, Zombies of the Stratosphere, believed the broadcast if the Martians were said to have
Devil Girl from Mars, Santa Claus Conquers the come in peace?
Martians, I Married a Monster from Outer Space,
Teenagers from Outer Space, Mars Needs Women, and ★ ★ ★
the movie many consider the worst of all time, Ed
Wood’s Plan 9 from Outer Space. In 1962, Topps In The War of the Worlds, the Martians are ultimately
released their “Mars Attacks!” trading cards, which later defeated by “the humblest thing that God in His wis-
inspired the Tim Burton film, Mars Attacks! dom put upon this earth,” the bacterium. But seventy-
They all owed a debt to the original monsters-from- one years later, in Michael Crichton’s The Andromeda
outer-space epic, H.G. Wells’ The War of the Worlds. Strain, we learn that this cuts both ways, as an extra-
And for most of the twentieth century, beings from terrestrial virus, brought to earth by an unmanned
outer space were cast as villains—bent on destroying satellite, wipes out a small Arizona town in a matter of
our civilization, taking over the planet, and, if possible, hours, threatening humankind’s very existence. In
having their way with Earth women. Although the sci- 1996, when NASA scientist David McKay uncovered
ence fiction literature was way ahead of Hollywood— fossil evidence of possible bacterial life forms on Mars,
Ray Bradbury’s The Martian Chronicles, which depicted the idea of deadly space microbes suddenly seemed
Earthmen as “invaders” of Mars, came out in 1950, and less like science fiction. The more technologically
Robert A. Heinlein’s Stranger in a Strange Land, about a adept we become, and the more possibilities we are
human raised by enlightened Martians who returns to able to imagine, the more we find to be scared of.
earth, was published in 1961—it wasn’t until the 1970s We’ve learned to laugh at our fears, of course, as the
and 80s that empathetic extraterrestrials were intro- movie parody of Mars Attacks! and shows like Third
duced to audiences in movies like Close Encounters of Rock from the Sun prove. But popular entertainments
the Third Kind, E.T., and Starman. This more enlight- like Invasion Earth, V, The X-Files, Roswell, Alien
ened or hopeful view, however, has not eradicated the Autopsy, and Independence Day remind us that we are
paranoid view we hold of the outsiders, the malevolent still, at heart, paranoid creatures.
and mysterious them. Science has advanced at an astounding pace since
Arthur C. Clarke, who in 1952 envisioned a race of 1898, a time when the scientific community—unable to
benevolent aliens in Childhood’s End, said in a 1969 imagine relativity or quantum theory—believed there was
interview with Howard Koch, “I think that the sort of little left to discover. Breakthroughs in transportation,
unmotivated malevolence which is typical of many sci- communications, medicine, biotechnology, computer sci-
ence fiction stories is unlikely because some of the ence, and nuclear physics have changed every aspect of
invaders in space that we’ve encountered in fiction our daily lives. We’ve shrunken the globe with satellite
would simply have destroyed themselves before they broadcasting and wireless communications; we’ve
got anywhere else.” But he went on to say, “…at the explored space, landing men on the moon and unmanned
same time, one must admit that in a practically infinite vehicles on Mars; we’ve enhanced, automated, and sped

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up countless processes with ever-smaller and more pow- mind-boggling. If we’re not alone, that means that some-
erful computers; we’ve cloned animals; and we’ve split the day we may actually have to deal with it. Like relativity
atom, unleashing the power of the sun. or quantum physics, extraterrestrial intelligence is a con-
We’ve only begun to question our place in the uni- cept we’ve only recently become able to imagine. That
verse within the last hundred years and have arrived at knowledge forces us to question some long-held assump-
no great insight but this: we are either the only intelli- tions about our place and our purpose. For one, if we’re
gent life in the cosmos or we are not. Either scenario is not the masters of the universe, then who is?

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 THE
PANIC
BROADCAST
 The Eve of
Halloween
“We have so much faith in broadcasting. In a crisis it has to reach
all people. That’s what radio is here for.”

he night before Halloween, known as Mischief Night, or Devil’s

T Night, is the night you might expect the neighborhood kids to soap
your windows or T.P. your silver maple. But that’s about it. October
30, 1938, was a peaceful Sunday evening, a little foggy in the East, par-
tially obscuring the night skies over the farmlands of New Jersey. This
outward calm, however, belied a nation tense with apprehension. The
country, still struggling out of the Great Depression, feared the worst
in Europe, where Neville Chamberlain and Edouard Daladier were
attempting to appease Hitler, as the Nazis annexed the Sudetenland
and greedily eyed the rest of Europe. The Munich Pact of September
30, in which Britain and France gave away a substantial chunk of
Czechoslovakia to Hitler, had averted a war, but only for so long. One
news commentator summed up America’s fears best:

…It is the opinion of this commentator, that, in spite of all our

hopes and our prayers, this new accord, this Munich agreement, will
not, no matter how many times and with what apparent sincerity he
assures us otherwise, I repeat, will not satisfy the ambitions of Adolf
Hitler.…I tell you that this man is drunk with success. And I tell you
that his government is barbaric and inhuman. And that he will never
rest until all of Europe, and perhaps more, is under that government…

President Roosevelt had sent a telegram to Hitler and the president

of Czechoslovakia three days prior to the Munich settlement, begging
The Panic Broadcast

them to continue negotiations rather than resort to

arms. In the end, the Czechs were not consulted on
their country’s dismemberment. While America’s role
remained uncertain, Americans grew worried as radio
news flashes about the situation in Europe regularly
interrupted programming.
For more than thirty million of these radio listeners,
the top-rated Chase and Sanborn Hour, starring Edgar
Bergen and Charlie McCarthy, was the lighthearted dis-
traction they needed.
A ventriloquist act. On the radio.
The Mercury Theatre on the Air, produced by twenty-
three-year-old Orson Welles and the elder, Bucharest-
born, former grain merchant John Houseman, posted a
miserable 3.6 Crossley rating, compared to Chase and
Sanborn’s 34.7 rating. But, about twelve minutes after
Hitler and Hermann Göring lead a victory procession into Czechoslo-
eight, Edgar Bergen and Charlie McCarthy’s act broke vakia, after the Sudetenland was ceded to the Nazis, October 10, 1938.
for a musical interlude with Nelson Eddy singing the
“Neopolitan Love Song,” and a large chunk of the audi- Ladies and gentlemen, this is Carl Phillips again,
ence switched stations to hear what else was on (the first at the Wilmuth farm, Grovers Mill, New Jersey.…
noteworthy instance of zapping, or “channel-surfing”), Well, I…hardly know where to begin, to paint for you
only to find a CBS news correspondent announcing on a word picture of the strange scene before my eyes, like
WABC in New York: 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.…

This curious but arresting description kept many a

listener’s rapt attention. (It was later estimated by the
Hooper ratings service that about 12 percent of those
who had been listening to Edgar Bergen and Charlie
McCarthy, about four million listeners, switched to CBS
at the break.) The “reporter,” Carl Phillips, accompanied
by the fictional Princeton astronomer, Professor Pierson,
went on to describe the tentacled, squid-like Martian as
it emerged from the capsule. “It’s as large as a bear and
Neville Chamberlain, Edouard Daladier, Adolf Hitler, and Benito it glistens like wet leather.…I can hardly force myself to
Mussolini at the Munich Conference, September 30, 1938 keep looking at it. The eyes are black and gleam like a

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 The Eve of Halloween

serpent. The mouth is V-shaped with saliva dripping

from its rimless lips that seem to quiver and pulsate.”
And then it got worse.
Phillips called the play-by-play as the Martians
unleashed their horrible heat ray on the crowd that had
gathered, and eventually on Phillips himself, as the sig-
nal went dead for what must have seemed a very long
time. There was apparent confusion back at the station,
while they filled the dead air with a short, but ominous
piano interlude of “Claire de Lune.” Bulletins followed
detailing the death toll at Grovers Mill. “Brigadier
General Montgomery Smith” placed half of New Jersey
under martial law. Units of Red Cross emergency work-
ers were said to be dispatched to the area. Ironically, in
hindsight, “Harry McDonald,” the fictitious vice presi-
dent of operations, announced:“In view of the gravity of
the situation, and believing that radio has a definite
responsibility to serve in the public interest at all times,
we are turning over our facilities to the state militia at
Trenton.” Finally, from the New York studio, came the
unequivocal announcement that encapsulated the lie at Orson Welles broadcasting on CBS radio
the heart of the show:
Ladies and gentlemen, I have a grave announce-
ment to make. Incredible as it may seem, both the obser-
vations 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 van-
guard of an invading army from the planet Mars.…

Surprisingly, or perhaps not surprisingly given the

realism of the reportage, a large portion of the radio
audience never bothered to switch back to Charlie
McCarthy to check the authenticity of CBS’ broadcast.
As the Martians marched toward New York, easily
defeating the Army, destroying lines of communication,
and releasing black clouds of deadly gas over the coun-
tryside, people who hadn’t been to church that morning
prayed with the fervor of the born-again. When an
unnamed “Secretary of the Interior” came on the air to
urge Americans to remain calm and “in the meantime
placing our faith in God…so that we may confront this
On the night of October 30, 1938, more than thirty-two million people destructive adversary with a nation united, courageous,
tuned in to hear what was on the radio. and consecrated to the preservation of human

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The Panic Broadcast

supremacy on this earth,” it was impossible not to

notice the uncanny resemblance of the speaker’s voice
to that of President Franklin Delano Roosevelt.
Women wept in front of their radios; so did their
husbands. Everywhere, people ran into the streets,
unsure where to go or what to do. Many took to their
cars, speeding around like mad and covering their faces
with wet towels to protect themselves from the gas. In
Newark, traffic cops watched dumbfounded as dozens
of automobiles careened through intersections, heedless
of stoplights, pedestrians, or other motorists. Panicked
listeners tied up phone lines, calling their loved ones to
warn them or just to say good-bye, and jamming the
switchboards of radio stations, newspapers, and police
headquarters. Those who didn’t get through reasoned
that it was the Martians who were responsible.

Grovers Mill in 1938, ground zero for the Martian invasion

Of the more than six million estimated listeners,

1.7 million were believed to take the radio play as fact,
and 1.2 million panicked, according to a study con-
ducted by a real Princeton professor, Hadley Cantril,
and published in his 1940 book, Invasion from Mars.
Most failed to check the veracity of the Martian inva-
sion by either checking the radio program listings in the
paper or switching channels. All somehow missed the
announcement at the beginning of the show that it was
a dramatization of “The War of the Worlds.” By the first
break and second announcement, most had stopped lis-
tening to the radio and were off panicking somewhere
out of earshot.
Near Grovers Mill, ground zero for the Martian
invasion, the panic was probably most immediate. The
fire chief of Cranbury, five miles from Grovers Mill,
received dozens of calls reporting fires in the woods set
by the Martian heat rays. He spent most of the night
responding to nonexistent fires set by nonexistent alien
invaders. In the course of chasing down these imaginary
conflagrations, he was able to observe farmers, armed
An Alvin Correco drawing illustrating the with shotguns, roaming the countryside looking for
devastating effect of the Martian heat ray Martians or for the militia, which was supposed to have

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of a peaceful slumber, and take him on a wild, drunken

ride, which ended when Welles came on to say that it
was all just a play. What the brother then did to the man
was not reported.
Some of the Grovers Mill locals actually fired shots
at what they believed to be one of the Martians rising
up on its giant metal legs. It turned out to be a tall, fan-
less, and most likely unarmed water tower and wind-
mill.This “Martian” still stands today in the backyard of
a house, across the street from the grist Mill that gave
the community its name. The present-day owner of the
Martian water tower (it overlooks a swimming pool
now), Catherine Shrope-Mok, reported that the ones
who were primarily shooting at the water tower in 1938
were in fact the neighbors from across the road, “who
you’d think would know better,” she said, “since they
saw it every day.” The famous water tower actually
receives visitors from around the country and as far
away as Scandinavia and Japan every Halloween,
according to Ms. Shrope-Mok.
The water tower once mistaken for a Martian, as it looks toda y

been deployed to the area to fend off the “intruders.”

Later, more than a hundred state troopers descended on
the area to calm the local residents and disarm the “vol-
unteers” before anybody got hurt.
Another local to the Grovers Mill area was in such
a hurry to drive off to reach his wife’s family in
Pennsylvania, he neglected to open the garage door first
and, despite his wife’s screamed warning, drove right
through the door with a crunch, saying back to his wife,
“Well, we won’t be needing it anymore.”
Another neighbor, who had emptied a bottle of
whiskey while listening to the broadcast, decided that
his chow dog would be much safer in its kennel at the
side of the house. Grabbing the animal, he rushed out-
side and attempted to fling the chow over the fence into
the kennel. Terrified and confused at his master’s
strange behavior, the dog clamped down on the man’s
sleeve with his jaw and held on for dear life. The man
swung the dog over his head several times until the
The day after the panic, a New York Daily News photographer got
sleeve, with chow attached, ripped off. The man then seventy-six-year-old William Dock to recreate his armed resistance to
proceeded to drive to his brother’s house, yank him out the Martian invaders in a staged pose.

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with calls asking when and where to report. Hundreds

of doctors and nurses offered their services to the
Newark police to aid the “injured,” while city officials
made emergency plans. The governor of Pennsylvania
even offered to send troops to New Jersey to help quell
the Martian insurgency.
In New York, the source of the broadcast, the New
York Times reported that the Dixie Bus Terminal was
ready to change its schedule upon confirmation of
“news reports” on an “accident” near Princeton on their
New Jersey route. When Dorothy Brown at the termi-
nal sought verification,she was refused by the person on
the other end of the line, who said, “The world is com-
ing to an end, and I have a lot to do.”
At the wedding reception of Rocco and Connie
Cassamassina in uptown Manhattan, a group of late-
comers arrived, visibly shaken by something. One of
them took the microphone from the singer in the dance
band and announced to the party that the city was
being invaded by creatures from outer space. After the
New York Daily News front page initial bewildered reaction, panic set in and guests
started running for their coats and leaving. Connie
That same night, a few miles away, a couple of other begged the few people who were left not to leave with
real Princeton professors, Arthur Buddington, chairman tears in her eyes. Rocco grabbed the microphone and
of the geology department, and geologist Harry H. Hess, started singing hymns to the handful of stunned guests
spent the better part of the evening searching for the who remained.
object reported on the broadcast—“something of an A young college student reported to radio play
unusual nature, possibly a meteorite”—which had sup- scriptwriter Howard Koch:
posedly landed in Grovers Mill. According to the
Trenton Evening Times, “Armed with a geologist’s ham- My girlfriend and I were at a party in the Village.
mer and a flashlight, they began a systematic tapping of Someone turned on the radio. It was just when the
rocks to determine if they were of earthly or heavenly Martians were spraying the people at Grovers Mill
origin.” The two no doubt endured quite a bit of razz- with the heat ray. At first we couldn’t believe it was
ing from their colleagues for their expedition. happening, but it was so real we stayed glued to the
In Newark, those who weren’t racing their cars radio, getting more scared every minute. My girl began
around the streets with their faces covered by wet rags to cry. She wanted to be with her family. The party
were busy spilling out into the streets, taking their broke up in a hurry, our friends scattering in all direc-
wordly possessions with them, or having conniption fits. tions. I drove like crazy up Sixth Avenue. I don’t know
One hospital in Newark treated fifteen men and women how fast—fifty, maybe sixty miles an hour. The traffic
for shock and hysteria; the parents of three children cops at the street crossings just stared at us, they
called the hospital to say they were coming to take their couldn’t believe their eyes, whizzing right past them
kids and leaving the city. New Jersey national guards- going through the red lights. I didn’t care if I got a
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the cops chased us. I guess they were too flabbergasted. broadcast just concluded over that station was a drama-
My apartment was on the way, so I stopped just long tization of a play. No cause for alarm.”
enough to rush in and shout up to my father that the The terror was not confined to New Jersey and New
Martians had landed and we were all going to be York, however. One man in Pittsburgh came home just
killed and I was taking my girl home. When we got to in time to save his wife, who was in the bathroom hold-
her place, her parents were waiting for us. My father ing a bottle of poison in her hand and screaming, “I’d
had called them. Told them to hold me there until he rather die this way than like that!”
could send a doctor as I’d gone out of my mind. Joseph Hendley, a small-town Midwesterner,
recounted his evening:
A senior in a large eastern college, returning from a
date with his girlfriend, heard the broadcast in his car and That Halloween Boo sure had our family on its
returned to save her. “One of the first things I did was to knees before the program was half over. God knows but
try to phone my girl in Poughkeepsie, but the lines were we prayed to Him last Sunday. It was a lesson in more
all busy, so that just confirmed my impression that the than one thing to us. My mother went out and looked
thing was true. We started driving back to Poughkeepsie. for Mars. Dad was hard to convince or skeptical or
We had heard that Princeton was wiped out and gas and sumpin’, but he even got to believing it.…Aunt Grace,
fire were spreading over New Jersey, so I figured there a good Catholic, began to pray with Uncle Henry. Lily
wasn’t anything to do—we figured our friends and fami- got sick to her stomach. I don’t know what I did
lies were all dead. I made the forty-five miles in thirty- exactly, but I know I prayed harder and more earnestly
five minutes and didn’t even realize it. I drove right than ever before. Just as soon as we were convinced
through Newburgh and never even knew I went through that this thing was real, how pretty all things on Earth
it. I don’t know why we weren’t killed.…The gas was seemed; how soon we put our trust in God.
supposed to be spreading up north. I didn’t have any idea
exactly what I was fleeing from, and that made me all the
more afraid.…I thought the whole human race was going
to be wiped out—that seemed more important than the
fact that we were going to die.”
The authorities were often of little help to panicked
listeners. In some cases, as one listener reported, they
probably made things worse:

I immediately called up the Maplewood police

and asked if there was anything wrong. They
answered, “We know as much as you do. Keep your
radio tuned in and follow the announcer’s advice.
There is no immediate danger in Maplewood.”
Naturally, after that I was more scared than ever.

New Jersey State Police had to reassure its officers:

“WABC broadcast as drama re: this section being
attacked by residents of Mars. Imaginary affair.” And
New York police eventually sent out the following mes-
sage to its force: “Station WABC informs us that the

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The panic soon spread all over the United States. A Chicago newspapers and radio stations were flooded
Warner Brothers studio executive later confided to with calls from worried listeners; in St. Louis, people
Koch his reaction: gathered outside to discuss what to do about the
“invaders”; in San Francisco and New Orleans, the general
My wife and I were driving through the redwood impression was that New Jersey had been laid waste by
forest when the broadcast came over our car radio. At the Martians and that their machines were heading west.
first it was just New Jersey, but soon the things were In Providence, Rhode Island, the office of the Providence
landing all over, even in California. There was no Journal was swamped with hysterical phone calls asking
escape. All we could think of was to try to get back to for information about the “invasion,” and many called the
L.A. to see our children once more and be with them power company to urge them to shut off power so that
when it happened. We went right by gas stations, but the city would not be seen by the Martians. Similar
I forgot we were low in gas. In the middle of the forest, reports of panic reactions came from Baltimore, Atlanta,
our gas ran out. There was nothing to do. We just sat Birmingham, Indianapolis, Richmond, Memphis,
there holding hands expecting any minute to see those Minneapolis, Kansas City, and Salt Lake City. In
Martian monsters appear over the tops of the trees. Hollywood, in a story Orson Welles loved to repeat often,
When Orson said it was a Halloween prank, it was actor John Barrymore, in a fit of panic, released his ten
like being reprieved on the way to the gas chamber. beloved Great Danes, bellowing to the poor creatures,
“The world is finished, fend for yourselves!”
One small Southwestern college reported the fol- In churches around the country, evening services
lowing: became “end of the world” prayer meetings. In the
South, where fundamental Christianity and apocalyptic
The girls in the sorority houses and dormitories
huddled around their radios trembling and weeping in
each other’s arms. They separated themselves from
their friends only to take their turn at the telephones to
make long distance calls to their parents, saying good-
bye for what they thought might be the last time. This
horror was shared by older and more experienced peo-
ple—instructors and supervisors in the university.
Terror-stricken girls, hoping to escape from the Mars
invaders, rushed to the basement of the dormitory. A
fraternity boy, frantic with fear, threw off dormitory
regulations when he sought out his girlfriend and
started for home. Another boy rushed into the street to
warn the town of the invasion.

In the small town of Concrete, Washington, the

local power failed at the exact moment when the
Martians in the play were disabling communication
and power lines around the U.S. The result, of course,
was mass hysteria as people fled into the darkened
streets, cut off from any news source that might calm
their fears.

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theology made an end-of-the-world scenario less out-

landish, the panic tended to be more pronounced than
in other regions. “I knew the forces of God were over-
whelming us,” said Miss Jane Dean, a fifty-seven-year-
old spinster with firm religious convictions, “and we
were being given punishment at last for our evil ways.”
Other reactions culled by the Hadley Cantril study
and published in Invasion From Mars revealed the
depth of some people’s faith in the face of death:

The Bible says that the first time the end of the
world was by flood and the next time it will be by fire,
and that went through my mind.

We tuned in to another station and heard some

church music. I was sure a lot of people were worship-
ing God while waiting for their death.

The power of suggestion to inspire hallucinations in

otherwise sane people cannot be underestimated. Residents of Riverside reported to baffled police seeing
Martian machines poised on the Jersey Palisades, prepar-
ing to cross the Hudson on their way to attack New York
City. “I stuck my head out of the window and thought I
could smell the gas,” said one interviewee afterward. “And
it felt as though it was getting hot, like fire was coming.”
“I looked out of my window and saw a greenish-
eerie light which I was sure came from a monster,”
admitted another. “Later on it proved to be the lights in
the maid’s car.”
The New York Times reported on patrolman John
Morrison, who was on duty at Bronx Police headquar-
ters when all of the phone lines lit up. The first call he
answered started with a man who informed him,
“They’re bombing New Jersey!” “How do you know?”
Morrison asked. “I heard it on the radio,” the man
replied, “then I went to the roof and I could see the
smoke from the bombs, drifting over toward New York.
What shall I do?”
A woman in Boston said she could actually see the
fire as described on the radio; other families in Boston
congregated on rooftops and imagined they could see a
red glow against the southern night sky, as the Martians
burned New York; some people told of hearing machine

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gun fire or the “swish” sound of the Martians. A man Even some regular listeners to Orson Welles were
even climbed atop a Manhattan building with binocu- fooled. Sarah Jacob, from Illinois, complained:
lars and claimed seeing “the flames of battle.”
Other listeners found a variety of reasons to believe They should have announced that it was a play.
what they were hearing: We listened to the whole thing and they never did
[they did, of course, four times—once at the beginning,
I believed the broadcast as soon as I heard the twice during the commercial break, and then again at
professor from Princeton and the officials in the end]. I was very much afraid. When it was over,
Washington. I knew it was an awfully dangerous sit- we ran to the doctor’s to see if he could help us get
uation when all those military men were there and the away. Everybody was out in the street, and somebody
secretary of state spoke. told my husband it was just a play. We always listen
to Orson Welles, but we didn’t imagine this was it. If
If so many of those astronomers saw the explo- we hadn’t found out it was a play almost as soon as
sions, they must have been real. They ought to know. it was over, I don’t know what we’d have done.

I was most inclined to believe the broadcast when The Mercury Theatre broadcast was well advertised
they mentioned places like South Street and the and announced in the radio program listings. The New
Pulaski Highway. York Times even ran a full-page story that day on radio
drama, featuring a photograph of Orson Welles and the
I looked out of the window and everything looked other Mercury actors in rehearsal: “…tonight’s show is
the same as usual, so I thought it hadn’t reached our ‘The War of the Worlds,’ by H.G. Wells,” it points out.
section yet. Perhaps it says something about the relative impact of
print media to broadcast.Then again, as another listener
admitted, “I listened from the very beginning. I always
listen to the Mercury Theatre. But when the flashes
came, I thought they were really interrupting the play.”
Some who took the broadcast as fact found a silver
lining:

My only thought involving myself as a person in

connection with it was a delight that if it spread to
Stelton I would not have to pay the butcher’s bill.

The broadcast had us all worried, but I knew it

would at least scare ten years’ life out of my mother-
in-law.

My girlfriend pointed out to me that I had passed

a couple of red lights, and I answered, “What’s the dif-
ference? If I get a ticket, it will only be burned anyway.”

A New York Times story on radio drama, which ran on the day It was the thrill of a lifetime—to hear something
of the broadcast, clearly announces that evening’s program. like that and think it’s real.

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Many believed the Martians were actually either

Germans or Japanese, a more plausible interpretation of
the broadcast, in retrospect. Sylvia Holmes, a Newark
housewife, said, “We listened, getting more and more
excited. We all felt that the world was coming to an
end.…I wanted to be together with my husband and
nephew so we could all die together. So I ran out of the
house. I guess I didn’t know what I was doing. I stood on
the corner waiting for a bus, and I ran out to get it.
People saw how excited I was and tried to quiet me, but
I kept on saying over and over again to everybody I met:
‘Don’t you know New Jersey is destroyed by the
Germans—it’s on the radio.’ I was all excited, and I
knew that Hitler didn’t appreciate President Roosevelt’s
telegram a couple of weeks ago. While the U.S. thought
everything was settled, they came down unexpected.
The Germans are so wise, they were in something like a
balloon, and when the balloon landed—that’s when
they announced the explosion—the Germans landed.
When I got home, my husband wasn’t there so I rushed
in next door and warned the neighbors that the world
was coming to an end.”
Her neighbors eventually persuaded her to calm
down and go home. She wasn’t convinced they were
out of danger, though, but still found an excuse to raid
the fridge. “I found my nephew had come home and
gone to bed,” she said. “I woke him up. I looked in the camouflage. It was really an airplane like a Zeppelin
icebox and saw some chicken left from Sunday dinner that looked like a meteor, and the Germans were
that I was saving for Monday night dinner. I said to my attacking us with gas bombs. The airplane was built to
nephew, ‘We may as well eat this chicken—we won’t be look like a meteor just to fool people.
here in the morning.’”
Other listeners also translated what they were hear- The Jews are being treated so terribly in some
ing into something that made sense in the context of parts of the world, I was sure something had come to
looming war: destroy them in this country.

I knew it was the Germans trying to gas all of us. I felt it might be the Japanese—they are so crafty.
When the announcer kept calling them people from
Mars, I just thought he was ignorant and didn’t know One person actually welcomed annihilation from
yet that Hitler had sent them all. Mars rather than suffer existence under fascism: “I was
looking forward with some pleasure to the destruction
The announcer said a meteor had fallen from of the entire human race and the end of the world.If we
Mars, and I was sure he thought that, but in the back have fascist domination of the world, there is no pur-
of my head I had the idea that the meteor was just a pose in living anyway.”

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While Rome Burned

Ray Collins, the Mercury actor playing the last CBS
reporter, described the Martian machines crossing the
Hudson river, “like a man wading through a brook.” The
poison black cloud advanced on Manhattan, engulfing
Times Square, then Fifth Avenue, until a terrible silence
again interrupted the horror show. The last voice heard
was the pathetic plea of a shortwave operator coming
through the air from some remote outpost: “2X2L call-
ing CQ…2X2L calling CQ…New York. Isn’t there any-
one on the air? Isn’t there anyone…”
Several minutes earlier, CBS broadcasting supervisor
Davidson Taylor had received a phone call in the control
room and hurriedly left the studio. By the time he
returned, “pale as death,” according to producer John
Houseman, the damage was done, and the players in the
studio, Houseman, and Welles were about to learn just
what kind of mischief they’d perpetrated. Taylor entered
the booth with orders to interrupt the show immedi-
ately and announce that the program was fiction.
Houseman refused to let him stop the broadcast before Welles after the broadcast, as if to say, “I had no idea.”
the break, insinuating himself between Welles and
Taylor. Within five minutes, they reached the first sched- show with a prepared sign-off/apology that gives a hint
uled program break, anyway. Civilization’s last gasp was as to what effect he thought the broadcast might have:
followed by Dan Seymour reminding the portion of the
audience that hadn’t fled in terror with towels on their This is Orson Welles, ladies and gentlemen, out of
heads that this was in fact a Mercury Theatre presenta- character to assure you that “The War of the Worlds”
tion of “The War of the Worlds.” has no further significance than as the holiday offering
The panic had begun in New Jersey, spread north it was intended to be. The Mercury Theatre’s own
and west, and finally throughout the country. Taylor had radio version of dressing up in a sheet and jumping out
heard horror stories about affiliate reactions to the show. of a bush and saying “Boo!” Starting now, we couldn’t
In an appropriate reverse-hoax, Welles and Houseman soap all your windows and steal all your garden gates
were informed that casualties were mounting across the by tomorrow night…so we did the next best thing. We
nation. Mobs trampled people under foot in their haste annihilated the world before your very ears, and utterly
to escape the Martians; people were committing suicide destroyed the Columbia Broadcasting System. You will
rather than suffer the death ray or black cloud. be relieved, I hope, to learn that we didn’t mean it, and
The show continued. But the rest of the play was that both institutions are still open for business. So
straight drama, with Welles portraying a ragged good-bye everybody, and remember, please, for the next
Professor Pierson, roaming the desolate New Jersey day or so, the terrible lesson you learned tonight. That
countryside and describing the human wreckage. From grinning, glowing, globular invader of your living room
his journal, now relating the tale in flashback, he told is an inhabitant of the pumpkin patch, and if your
how the Martians succumbed to everyday bacteria to doorbell rings and nobody’s there, that was no
which their bodies had no resistance. Welles closed the Martian…it’s Hallowe’en.

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The Aftermath for blood. How many deaths have you heard of? they
The Mercury Theatre signed off the air. But the ter- asked, implying, as Houseman told it, “that they knew
ror was just beginning for Welles and Houseman.As the of thousands.” Had they heard of the fatal stampede in
final theme was playing, the phone in the control room the New Jersey hall? Did they know about all of the
rang. It turned out to be the mayor of a large traffic deaths and suicides? The way the reporters put
Midwestern city. “He is screaming for Welles,” recalled their questions, Houseman assumed that the ditches
Houseman. “Choking with fury, he reports mobs in the were choked with corpses.
streets of the city, women and children huddled in When they were later released by a back exit into
churches, violence and looting…” Welles quickly hung mid-town Manhattan, Houseman found it “suprising to
up as police burst into the studio, confiscating scripts see life going on as usual in the midnight streets.” Of
and segregating the actors. Kept alone in a room for a course, no one had died because of the broadcast.There
time, the police eventually threw Welles and Houseman were a few bumps and bruises. But most of the bruises
to the press. The print reporters, resentful of the busi- were to the egos of the embarrassed and sheepish lis-
ness radio had taken away from their papers, were out teners who had been taken in by the story.

Welles surrounded by reporters, photographers, and film cameras at a press conference the day after the broadcast

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Howard Koch had listened to the broadcast in his

apartment, unaware of the panic it was causing.
Exhausted from another hectic week of writing scripts
for Welles and Houseman, he slept so soundly that he
didn’t hear the phone ring later that night when
Houseman called him to break the news. Monday
morning, he walked down Seventy-second Street on his
way to get his hair cut:

Catching ominous snatches of conversation with

words like “invasion” and “panic,” I jumped to the
conclusion that Hitler had invaded some new terri-
tory and that the war we all dreaded had finally bro-
ken out.
When I anxiously questioned the barber, he broke
into a broad grin, “Haven’t you heard?” and he held
up the front page of a morning newspaper with the
headline “Nation in Panic from Martian Broadcast.”

So Koch, who had written the radio play, became in

Welles, “looking like an early Christian saint”
a way a victim himself of Welles’ “Hallowe’en prank.”
At a press conference later that day, Welles
denied knowing about the panic during the broadcast.
“Looking like an early Christian saint,” as he later
described himself, he held the roomful of reporters in
the palm of his hand as he claimed utter amazement
that the show could be taken as fact by anyone. What
the doe-eyed, innocent Welles failed to mention was that
it was he who urged Mercury player Kenny Delmar to
play the part of the Secretary of the Interior as
Roosevelt. “I was not supposed to impersonate the pres-
ident,” recalled Delmar, “that order came down from the
network brass. When Orson came in to direct the dress
rehearsal, he said, ‘Oh Kenny, you know what I want.’ So
every fifth word was done as FDR so it gave a very strong
impression of the president.” John Houseman, who later
denied that they intentionally did this (Houseman, like
Welles, gave conflicting versions of the story depending
on whom he was talking to and when), once admitted in
an interview, “That was the only naughty thing we did
that night. Everything else was just good radio.”
Welles answers a reporter’s question at the One of the reporters asked Welles, “Were you aware
press conference on October 31,1938 of the terror such a broadcast would stir up?”

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“Definitely not,” he answered. “The technique I used

was not original with me. It was not even new. I antici-
pated nothing unusual.” Welles was correct about the
technique having been used before. On January 17,
1926, in a BBC radio broadcast from Edinburgh,
Scotland, Father Ronald Knox described in a false news
report how a fictitious unemployed mob in London had
sacked the National Gallery, blown up Big Ben, hanged
the Minister of Traffic to a tramway post, and demol-
ished the Houses of Parliament. The “newscast” ended
with the destruction of the BBC’s London headquarters.
Occurring during a period of unusual labor strife, days
before the general strike, panicked listeners called the
radio station, newspapers, and police to find out what
was happening and what, if anything, they could do.
If Welles knew about the BBC panic, it strains Welles directs the Mercury Theatre on the Air actors.
credulity to think that he wouldn’t have expected a
similar reaction to his own broadcast. In fact, according newsflash style of “The War of the Worlds.” He had used
to Joseph Bulgatz in Ponzi Schemes, Invaders from Mars a narrator, the well-known political commentator H.V.
& More Extraordinary Popular Delusions and the Kaltenborn, in the first Mercury Theatre on the Air fall
Madness of Crowds, Welles had led up to the realistic broadcast, “Julius Caesar.” Kaltenborn’s recognizable
style and voice added a dimension of realism and imme-
diacy to Shakespeare’s drama. In addition, says Bulgatz,
Welles listened to Archibald MacLeish’s Air Raid on the
Columbia Workshop just days prior to the panic broad-
cast. In it,an announcer stood on the roof of a tenement
describing an everyday peaceful scene when, suddenly,
the sounds of bombing aircraft, explosions, and screams
interrupted the calm. Another meaningful coincidence
happened a month earlier, on September 25, when a
news bulletin on the crisis in Europe actually inter-
rupted The Mercury Theatre on the Air presentation of
“Sherlock Holmes.” Welles took these realistic elements
and created a powerfully effective technique.
If Welles guessed at the effect his broadcast would
have, he later hinted at his motives for doing it in 1955
on a BBC television special, Orson Welles Sketchbook,
when he said:

We weren’t as innocent as we meant to be when

we did the Martian broadcast. We were fed up with
Welles on the phone the day after the broadcast, his desk covered by
the way in which everything that came over this new
newspapers reporting the panic it created magic box, the radio, was being swallowed.…So, in a

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“There were headlines about lawsuits totaling some

$12 million,” Welles later recalled. “Most of them, as it
turned out, existed in the fevered imagination of the
newspapers. They’d been losing all that advertising to
radio, so here, they reckoned, was a lovely chance to
strike back. For a few days, I was a combination
Benedict Arnold and John Wilkes Booth. But people
were laughing much too hard, thank God—and pretty
soon the papers had to quit.”
CBS issued a public apology and promised not to
“use the technique of a simulated news broadcast
within a dramatization when the circumstances of the
broadcast could cause immediate alarm to numbers of
listeners.” Of the claims against CBS and Orson Welles,
none was substantiated or settled save one, made by
George Bates, an unskilled laborer from Massachusetts,
who wrote a letter to Welles shortly after the broadcast:

When those things landed, I thought the best thing

to do was go away, so I took $3.25 out of my savings
An aerial view of Wilson farm, Grovers Mill, New Jersey, in 1938 and bought a ticket. After I had gone sixty miles I
heard it was a play. Now I don’t have any money left
way, our broadcast was an assault on the credibility for the shoes I was saving up for. Would you please
of that machine. We wanted people to understand that have someone send me a pair of black shoes, size 9-B.
they shouldn’t take any opinion predigested and they
shouldn’t swallow everything that came through the
tap, whether it was radio or not.

Media Confusion
For three days, the future of The Mercury Theatre on
the Air was up in the air. CBS couldn’t figure out
whether they were scoundrels or heroes. The broadcast
dominated the newspapers for days, with stories of
panic, editorials alternately condemning and praising
Welles, and even cartoons satirizing the whole affair.
The day after the broadcast, reporters descended on
Grovers Mill, the scene of the “landing.” Although the
fictional farmer who was interviewed in the radio play,
whose farm received the first Martian capsule, was
named Wilmuth, the reporters did find a real Wilson
farm that was close enough. Changing it from Wilmuth
to Wilson conveniently gave them a site to photograph
“where the Martians landed.” Grovers Mill townsfolk discuss the previous night’s broadcast.

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no reason to believe that in Mars, or anywhere else,

there are weapons that could devastate a state or two in
fifteen minutes.” H.G. Wells foresaw a Martian technol-
ogy centuries ahead of our own, but Johnson couldn’t
imagine human technology a mere seven years off.
Heywood Broun, echoing the sentiments of many in
the media, warned, “I live in terror that almost any time
now a metal cylinder will come to earth, and out of it
will step fearsome creatures carrying death ray guns. And
their faces will be forbidding, because the next radio
Over the objections of his lawyers, Welles honored invasion is likely to be an expedition of the censors.”
the request. Censorship and government control of what con-
Among those who praised Welles was influential tent was broadcast over the airwaves was a hallmark of
New York Tribune columnist Dorothy Thompson, who
wrote, “…far from blaming Mr. Orson Welles, he ought
to be given a Congressional medal and a national prize
for having made the most amazing and important con-
tributions to the social sciences.” She added,“They have
cast a brilliant and cruel light upon the failure of popu-
lar education. They have shown up the incredible stu-
pidity, lack of nerve, and ignorance of thousands.”
Hugh S. Johnson wrote, “There are no men on Mars.
If there were there would be no occasion for their
attack on earth. If there were such an occasion, there is

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fascist regimes. This, as many were finding out, was a Your contemptable [sic], cowardly, and cruel
slippery slope to start down. “No political body must undertaking, conceived by a demon and executed by a
ever, under any circumstances, obtain a monopoly of cowardly cur is doubtless in keeping with your sense
radio,” said Dorothy Thompson. “The power of mass of humor. When you are faced with the enormity of
suggestion is the most potent force today.…If people your heinous crime and are liable to prosecution for
can be frightened out of their wits by mythical men you [sic] atrocious conduct and that you are morally
from Mars, they can be frightened into fanaticism by guilty of murder if not legally guilty, then you fawn
the fear of Reds, or convinced that America is in the and whimper like a cringing cowardly entrapped wolf
hands of sixty families, or aroused to revenge against when apprehended in its wicked acts of destruction.…
any minority, or terrorized into subservience to leader- I would not insult a female dog by calling you a
ship because of any imaginable menace.” son of such an animal. Your conduct was beneath the
Within days, most of the alarmist reactions con- social standing of and what would be unbecoming and
demning the broadcast, as well as the serious ones prais- below the moral perception of a bastard son of a
ing it, gave way to parodies lampooning the gullibility of fatherless whore.…You, if you were not a carbuncle on
the listeners who fell for it. the rump of a degenerate theatrical performers [sic],
would as an effort towards making partial amends for
Other Counties Heard From your consumate [sic] act of asininity, never again
Federal Communications Commission Chairman appear on the stage or before the radio, except for the
Frank R. McNinch received 644 pieces of mail about purpose of announcing your withdrawal.…
the broadcast, about 40 percent favorable and 60 per- I hope suit will be brought against you individu-
cent unfavorable. Although the FCC studied the matter, ally, the Company which you represent, and also the
it took no action, except to say that it was “regrettable.” Columbia Broadcasting Company, for your combined
The responses varied from condemning Welles as some wrong. I also purpose [sic] to use the radio in appeal-
kind of sadistic monster to applauding his broadcast as ing to the American people to boycott the Columbia
if it were a heroic deed. Those who applauded enjoyed Broadcasting System in an expression of their disap-
pointing their fingers at the “idiotic display of feeble- proval of your disgraceful, fraudulent,atrocious, mali-
mindedness brought about by Mr. Orson Welles’ very cious, and illegal performance.…
fine production…” and complained, “What a bunch of
jitterbug softies the people of America have turned out
to be.” For those whose reaction was unfavorable, the
hostility and bile brought forth for Welles seemed quite
personal. This letter, addressed to Welles, came from
A.G. Kennedy, a judge from South Carolina:

Your radio performance Sunday evening was a clear

demonstration of your inhuman instincts, beastial [sic]
sensuality and fendish [sic] joy in causing distress and
suffering. Your savage ancestors, of which you are a
degenerate offspring, exulted in torturing their enemies
and war captives, and you doubtless revelled in feindish
[sic] delight in causing death to some and great terror,
anguish and suffering to thousands of helpless and
From the front page of the New York
unoffending victims of your hellish designs. World-Telegram, November 2, 1938

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zation was made with a liberty that amounts to a com-

plete rewriting and made the novel an entirely different
story,” said Wells. “It’s a total unwarranted liberty.” He
went on to say, “It was my understanding with the
broadcasting company that the broadcast should be
presented as fiction and not as news. I gave no permis-
sion whatever for alterations which might lead to the
belief that it was real news.” Although H.G. Wells was at
first perturbed by Orson Welles’ youthful impudence,
he soon mellowed, as sales of The War of the Worlds—
one of his lesser-known novels—soared as a result of the
attention generated by the broadcast. (When H.G. met
Orson two years later in a San Antonio radio studio [see
part III, “H.G. Wells” ], he took an immediate liking
to the younger Welles.)
Welles received this message in a telegram from his
friend, New York Times drama critic Alexander Wolcott
(although sometimes it was from President Roosevelt,
depending on whom Welles was telling the story to):“This
only goes to prove, my beamish boy, that all the intelligent
people were listening to the dummy [Charlie McCarthy],
H.G. Wells’ initial reaction to the broadcast was less than euphoric. and that all the dummies were listening to you.”

Interestingly, Harry Wright Jr. wrote of his nine- Mercury’s Legacy

year-old son’s reaction upon learning that some people The night of the broadcast, according to Koch, the
took the broadcast literally: “…his comment was that switchboard supervisor at CBS overheard one of her
those people must have been ‘dumb-bells’ to have been
scared by such a program. Perhaps, a person of mature
age might have put it differently.” One such mature
adult wrote that the broadcast “caused a number of sub-
morons to become panic stricken.This is no reason why
intelligent people should be deprived of virile enter-
tainment.” Perhaps, as one letter-writer suggests, those
who were fooled and lashed out at Welles and CBS
were just over-compensating. “It seems to me obvious,”
wrote Lydel Sims to McNinch,“that, realizing their stu-
pidity and desiring to save their faces, they are taking it
out on Mr. Welles and the CBS.”
Meanwhile, in England,H.G. Wells was not amused.
According to correspondence between Wells and CBS
prior to and after the broadcast, an “adaptation” of his
work was never mentioned. Wells thought they were
simply going to read his book on the air. “The dramati-

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Houseman so succinctly put it years later, “They [Edgar

Bergen and Charlie McCarthy] may have had the thirty-
four rating, but we caused the panic.”
Mercury, with its new sponsor, Campbell’s, became
The Campbell Playhouse on December 9, 1938, debut-
ing with an adaptation of Daphne du Maurier’s Rebecca.
“I guess they figured if Orson could make ‘The War of
the Worlds’ credible and the Martians credible,” said
Houseman, “he could make Campbell’s chicken soup
credible.” The Campbell Playhouse, which Houseman
and Welles continued to produce, put on first-rate radio
dramas until 1940.
Welles, signed by RKO to a multi-picture deal and
given an unprecedented amount of control, went on to
direct and star in Citizen Kane, released in 1941. It is
still regarded by film critics as one of the greatest, most
innovative films ever made. It was nominated in nine
categories at the 1942 Academy Awards, but won only
one Oscar, thanks in no small part to the influence of

John Houseman collaborated with Orson Welles

until parting ways in 1940.

operators say, very politely, “I’m sorry, we haven’t that

information here.” The supervisor, responsible for insti-
tuting a new policy to provide more courteous cus-
tomer service, said,“That was very nicely spoken.What
did the party ask?” The operator replied,“He wanted to
know if the world was coming to an end.”
Besides the swarm of lawsuits against CBS, Welles,
and the Mercury Theatre, the world did not come to an
end. The lawsuits were dismissed (no precedent existed
for which to hold them liable), and The Mercury Theatre,
Welles, and Koch became instant stars. The Mercury
Theatre on the Air got the one thing it never managed to
before—a sponsor. “The sponsor had turned us down two
weeks before because we tended to too much violence
and sensationalism,” said Welles. “[They] picked us up the
week after ‘The War of the Worlds.’ Thanks to the
Martians, we got us a radio sponsor, and suddenly we
were a big commercial program, right up there with
Benny, Burns and Allen, and Lux Radio Theatre with Welles continued to direct and star in The Campbell Playhouse on
Cecil B. DeMille. The next stop was Hollywood.” As John CBS, even after he began shooting Citizen Kane.

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William Randolph Hearst, the film’s thinly-fictionalized

central figure. Welles and Herman Mankiewicz won for
Best Screenplay, beating out, among others, Howard
Koch for Sergeant York. Koch had been hired by Warner
Brothers studio shortly after the “War of the Worlds”
broadcast. Although his old taskmaster bested him for
the gold statue in ’42, Koch did earn an Oscar in 1944
for the adapted screenplay he and Julius Epstein wrote
for Casablanca.
Welles was never happy with Koch getting credit for
the script on “The War of the Worlds.” In correspon-
dence with Hadley Cantril, who was working on his
famous study of the broadcast, Invasion from Mars,
Welles complained bitterly and repeatedly that he, and
not Koch, deserved credit for the radio play script.
Cantril pointed out that Koch also claimed authorship
and had sent affadavits to this effect. In the opening to
the broadcast, Koch had written, “The Columbia
Broadcasting System and its affiliated stations present
Orson Welles and The Mercury Theatre on the Air in a

Houseman, who worked in the theater for years behind

the scenes, achieved fame in his seventies, as the crusty
Professor Kingsfield in The Paper Chase.

radio play by Howard Koch suggested by the H.G. Wells

novel The War of the Worlds.” By air time, however,
Welles instructed announcer Dan Seymour to omit any
reference to Koch in the introduction.And that’s how it
went out over the air. But, in the end, Koch retained
copyright in the work.
John Houseman continued to work with Welles on
Citizen Kane, but parted ways with the temperamental
boy genius after an irreconcilable row. According to
Mercury actress Geraldine Fitzgerald, Houseman told
her, “Well, I didn’t mind him throwing a table at me, but
when he sets fire to the tablecloth first, and then throws
it—then I mind.” Houseman worked under David O.
Selznick in Hollywood, but soon left to join a wartime
propaganda program that would become the Voice of
America, which he later headed. Of course, Houseman
would gain most fame for his role as the crusty law pro-
Howard Koch, in 1944, accepting an Oscar fessor, Charles Kingsfield, in the movie and television
for his screenplay for Casablanca. series The Paper Chase.

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Grovers Mill Revisited

For years, many residents of the Grovers Mill area
preferred not to talk about the events of October 30,
1938. A combination of embarrassment and just plain
sick-and-tired-of-hearing-it was the prevailing attitude.
By 1988, however, fifty years after the non-landing of the
Martians, locals had developed a different view. A “War
of the Worlds Committee” was formed by West Windsor
mayor Doug Forrester, who spearheaded the four-day
50th Anniversary celebration from October 27 to 30,
which included a juried art show, Martian costume con-
test, dinner dance, panel discussions on “Could It
Happen Again?” and “Should We Go to Mars?” a reread-

Howard Koch was invited to Grovers Mill in 1987 for the forty-ninth
anniversary of the broadcast, and returned in 1988 for the fiftieth.

ing of the original Koch script at Princeton’s McCarter

Theater, and the “Martian Panic 10K Run.” Howard
Koch returned to the scene of his crime, accompanied by
a slew of local, national, and international media there to
cover the event. A time capsule was buried, to be
opened on the hundredth anniversary in 2038, and a
monument was installed to mark the spot of the capsule
and the place where the Martians “landed.” A similar cel-
ebration took place to commemorate the sixtieth
anniversary in 1998, and the Sci-Fi Channel presented
its own tribute to the broadcast and the part that
Grovers Mill played in it. Martian Mania, hosted by
director James Cameron, aired on October 30, 1998. It
seems the people in the Grovers Mill area have come to
embrace their unique place in history, even if it is as the
site of an event that never actually took place.
A monument to the broadcast, in Grovers Mill, marks
the spot where a time capsule was buried in 1988. ★ ★ ★

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The eve of Halloween, 1938, was one of those

moments that signaled an imperceptible shift in soci-
ety. The days that followed found an America a little
less innocent, not quite so naïve and trusting, a little
more skeptical. Like the quiz show scandal of the
1950s and, later, Watergate, Americans were forced to
grow up like the child who discovers there is no tooth
fairy, no Easter Bunny.
Hadley Cantril’s study of the causes of the panic,
published in Invasion from Mars, identified some pre-
dictable reasons. A lack of critical ability was perhaps
the most obvious one. Another reason suggested was the
presence of a set of beliefs that were consistent with
what was described on the radio—apocalyptic religious
beliefs, a fear of technology, or simply the expectation
that the world was headed toward disaster. The wide-
spread feeling that things were out of control, that indi-
viduals no longer had any control over what happened Present-day Grovers Mill
to them no doubt exacerbated the panic reaction.
“Particularly since the depression of 1929,” wrote threats of Fascism, Communism, prolonged unemploy-
Cantril, “a number of people have begun to wonder ment among millions of Americans—these together
whether or not they will ever regain any sense of eco- with a thousand and one other characteristics of mod-
nomic security. The complexity of modern finance and ern living—create an environment which the average
government, the discrepancies shown in the economic individual is completely unable to interpret.”
and political proposals of the various ‘experts,’ the felt Technology rushes ahead of our ability to under-
stand it; political and economic factors epitomize com-
plexity. We understand these conditions as givens. But
in 1938, people were just beginning to get it:

Things have happened so thick and fast since my

grandfather’s day that we can’t hope to know what
might happen now. I am all balled up.

So many odd things are happening in the world.

Science has progressed so far that we don’t know how
far it might have gone on Mars. The way the world
runs ahead, anything is possible.

Orson Welles, with his Mercury Theatre actors and

writers, applied his particular genius to a prophetic
work by H.G. Wells. And on October 30, 1938, the
results of their efforts changed the mental landscape of
War of the Worlds 50th Anniversary T-shirt America and the world for years to come.

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