... ... ... The End You're listening to a special presentation of the Hour of the Time. I'm William Cooper. The End The End 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 Hanley Cantrill as associate directors. Cantrill used a special grant from the General Education Board to study the effects of the broadcast. Cantrill 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, Cantrill 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 our worn and 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 the 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 wiped out. Artillery, Air Force, everything wiped out. This May, the last broadcast, will 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 and crowds like New Year's Eve in city. Wait a minute. Enemy now in sight above the Palisades. Five great machines. First one is crossing the river. I can see it from here, waiting to Hudson like a man, waiting 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, 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 6th Avenue, 5th Avenue, 100 yards away. It's 50 feet. The announcer breaks off. And the 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. 2X2L. 2X2L. 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. Our 2X, 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 Cantrell was born in Hiram, 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 to 1930. He received a Ph.D. in Psychology from Harvard in 1931. In 1949, Cantrell received an LLD, a doctorate in law, from Washington and Lee University. Cantrell taught Sociology at Dartmouth College from 1931 to 1932, and Psychology at Harvard from 1932 to 1935, and Columbia University, 1935 to 1936. In 1936, ladies and gentlemen, Cantrell joined the Princeton Psychology Department. He remained a member of the department until his death in 1969. In 1950, Cantrell authored a book called Tensions That Cause Wars. Copyright 1950. In 1935, George Gallup of Gallup Polls, Elmer Roper and Archibald Crosley 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 Galbraith, 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. The OSS Psychological Warfare Division staff included Council on Foreign Relations members Douglas Cater of the Aspen Institute, W. Phillips Davison of the Rand and Columbia think tanks, William Langer of Stanford University, and William S. Paley, who was the head of Columbia Broadcasting System, known to you as CBS. Gallup's, Roper's, and Crosley's work interested people in government, aspiring politicians, and market researchers. Gallup, Roper, and Crosley were not members of the academic fraternity. Established social scientists belittled their work. However, the studies interested Candrill. One of Candrill'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 ongoing problems. Lester Markell, Sunday editor of the New York Times, asked Candrill to write some articles about scientific polling in connection with the presidential campaign of 1936. Well, folks, Candrill went to Princeton to talk with George Gallup. Gallup was flattered and offered Candrill the use of his facilities at Princeton to conduct the research. In 1936, Candrill and Dewitt Poole founded a quarterly publication called Public Opinion Quarterly. Harwood Childs was editor. Candrill was 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 Laswell, Paul Lazarsfield, and Frank Stanton. I believe that's 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 psychopolitical 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 Yankelevich 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. 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. Tantrills 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 concern 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 Kentrills' establishment of the Office of Public Opinion Research. It was housed in the attic of Princeton University's 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. 4. 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 Psychopolitical Operations. 5. 5. OSS Deputy Director Elmore Roper established a similar research center at Williams College. 5. Dr. Philip K. Hastings, one of Kentrill's former students, directed the Roper Center. The Roper Center received all of the Office of Public Opinion Research Center's files to help them get started. 6. Now, Kentrill coined a term for this work. He called it policy research. Kentrill 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. One, 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. Two, formulating trend questions that could be repeated either at regular intervals or as events dictated and, three, 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 12, 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 Pazvolski 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 post-war foreign policies. The chairman was Secretary Cordell Hall. The vice chairman, Undersecretary Sumner Wells. Dr. Leo Pazvolski, director of the 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 by-name in 11th century England. Pratt, ladies and gentlemen, was the English nickname for a cunning trickster. Pratt comes from the Old English word proet, meaning trick. Pratt is the family name of the Marqueses and Earl Scampton. They are descended from John Pratt. Died in 1573 of Devonshire. The first Earl, Sir Charles Pratt, 1714-1794, was a childhood friend of William Pitt, 1708-1778, the first 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 Stevenson 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. Stevenson'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 Stevenson 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. Donovan was a war. William J. Donovan was a member of the Knights Template. 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 psychoanalysis 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, Alan W. Dulles, and Arthur Sweetster were members of the Council on Foreign Relations. They were specifically members of the Peace and Aims group. Arthur Sweetster became the deputy director of the Office of War Information. Sweetster and Langer also worked together as members of the political group with John Foster Dulles, Allen'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 Advanced Study and Behavioral Sciences at Stanford. In World War I, Langer rose from private to sergeant and participated in the Saint-Mihil 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 to 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 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. In Schuster was another Mein Kampf editorial sponsor. Like Langer, Schuster was a Council on Foreign Relations, Peace, and Ames Group member. Schuster 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. Schuster 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. Schuster's views towards Hitler changed. In 1934, Schuster denounced the Nazis' assaults on individual and religious freedom. During World War II, Schuster 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. Quote, 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 5 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 abridgment 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. End quote. The National Socialist German Workers' Party was founded on November 9, 1919. Hitler writes in the conclusion to Mein Kampf, On November 9, 1923, in the fourth year of its existence, the National Socialist German Workers' 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, loathe, and fight? Were CFR members Schuster, who wrote about Hitler in 1932, and Langer, who worked on a psychological profile of Hitler, and CFR insider Hadley Cantrell, who studied in Munich and Berlin from 1929 to 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, and then contained only half the original text? Was this information withheld for 14 years so the Germans 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. Schuster, William L. Langer, Arthur Sweetser, Hamilton Fish Armstrong, John Foster Dulles, Grayson Kirk, Dwight E. Lee, Isaiah Bowman, David Enrow, Winfield W. Reefler, Carter Goodrich, Calvin B. Hoover, Owen Lattimore, and Frank R. McCoy. Now, folks, many of these men attended the conference as members of our 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 9th of October 1944, the text of the proposals, the United States, United Kingdom, Soviet Union, and China agreed upon, were issued simultaneously in Washington, London, Moscow, Moscow, and Chongqing. 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-in-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 Stevenson 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 entitled 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 a 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 facts 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 Cantrell, the 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 Cantrell 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 Foundation's 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 United States. 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? 2X, 2L. Another Council on Foreign Relations Experiment in Fear? And if it was, and 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. None of them, not even one, however, has ever seen any evidence of the existence of any extraterrestrial creature nor 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 lies. 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 given 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 are intentional misinformation projects designed to promote the alien threat scenario while allowing for complete deniability on the part of the government. the antics of Vicki Cooper Ecker, who is a CIA operative, Donald Francis Ecker III, who is just a dupe, William Moore, Jamie Chandrare, Stanton T. Friedman, Bruce McAbee, who works for the Central Intelligence Agency and the Office of Naval Intelligence, Barry Taff, who is a neuropsychiatric institute of the University of California in Los Angeles and he works with Dr. Jolion West, Whitney Streber, 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 is admitted Freemason and a fellow traveler, Glenn Campbell, George Knapp, who is also a Freemason, Colonel Philip Corso, a CIA operative who has just recently died, Richard Hoagland, 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, are one of the many psychological warfare agencies founded by the Rhodes Roundtable 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 alien threat to the earth was first mentioned by the Marxist John Dewey, who is also the founder of our failing educational system. He said, quote, 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 30, 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. But, the development of saucer-shaped wingless and tailless flying machines by the Germans during World War 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 eight 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. Two, the director psychological strategy board, subject flying saucers. 1. I am today transmitting to 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 for 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 its blacked out, Headquarters, 8th Air Force, telephonically advised this office that an object purporting to be a flying disc was recovered near Roswell, New Mexico this date. 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 two words are blacked out, borne this out, borne 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-controlled 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 government's 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 Shedro. And now, ladies and gentlemen, stay tuned for the original October 30, 1938 broadcast of the War of the Worlds, which started it all in its entirety. The broadcasting system and affiliated stations present Orson Welles and the Mercury Theater on the air in the War of the Worlds by H.G. West. The Ladies and gentlemen, the director of the Mercury Theater and star of these broadcasts, Orson Welles. We know now that in the early years of the 20th 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 visited 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 a water. With infinite complacent, 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, 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 are to our minds as ours are to the beasts in the jungle, intellectual, intellects, vast, cool and unsympathetic, regarded this earth with envious eyes and slowly and surely drew their plans against us. In the 39th year of the 20th century came the great disillusionment. Near the end of October, business was flooded. The war scare was over. More men were back at work. Sales were picking up. On this particular evening, October 30th, the Crosley service estimated that 32 million people were listening in on radio. In the next 24 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 take you now to the Meridian Room in the Hotel Park Plaza in downtown New York, where you will be entertained by the music of Raymond Raquello and his orchestra. With a touch of Spanish, Raymond Raquello leads off with La Compensita. Ladies and gentlemen, we interrupt our program of dance music to bring you a special bulletin from the Intercontinental Radio News. At 20 minutes before 8 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 toward the Earth with enormous velocity. Professor Pearson of the Observatory at Princeton confirms Farrell's observation and describes the phenomenon as, quote, like a jet of blue plane shot from a gun, unquote. We now return you to the music of Raymond Raquello, playing for you in the Meridian Room of the Park Plaza Hotel, situated in downtown New York. And now a tune that never loses favor, the ever-popular Stardust. Raymond Raquello and the Goathe. And now a tune that never loses favor, the ever-popular Stardust. Raymond Raquello and the Goathe. The Goathe. 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 Pearson, 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 Raymond Raquello and his orchestra. We are ready now to take you to the Princeton Observatory at Princeton, where Carl Phillips, our commentator, will interview Professor Richard Pearson, famous astronomer. We take you now to Princeton, New Jersey. Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. This is Carl Phillips speaking to you from the Observatory at Princeton. I'm standing in a large semicircular room, pitch black except for an oblong spread in the series. Through this opening, I can see a sprinkling of stars that cast a kind of fausty glow over the intricate mechanism of the huge telescope. The ticking sounds you hear is the vibration of the clockwork. Professor Pearson stands directly above me on a small platform, appearing through the giant lens. I ask you to be patient, ladies and gentlemen, during any delay that may arise during our interview. Besides the ceaseless watch of the heavens, Professor Pearson 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? Any time, Mr. Coles? Professor, would you please tell our radio audience exactly what you see as you observe the planet Mars through your telescopes? Nothing unusual for a moment, Mr. Coles. A red disc swimming in a blue sea. Transverse stripes across the disc. Why do you think now? Because Mars has to be at the point near the Earth in opposition, as we call it. In your opinion, what do these transverse stripes signify, Professor? Not canals, I can assure you, Mr. Coles. Although, that's the popular conjecture of those who imagine Mars to be inhabited. A scientific viewpoint strikes merely the result of atmospheric conditions superior to this planet. Then, you're quite convinced, as a scientist, that living intelligence as we know it does not exist on Mars? I'd say the chances against it are a thousand to one. And yet, how do you account for these gas eruptions occurring on the surface of the planet at regular intervals? Well, if I cannot account for it. By the way, Professor, for the benefit of our listeners, how far is Mars from the Earth? Approximately 40 million miles. Well, that seems a safe enough distance. Just a moment, ladies and gentlemen. Someone has just handed Professor Pearson 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 Pearson. One moment, please. Professor Pearson has passed me a message which he has just received. Professor, may I read the message to the listening audience? Certainly. Ladies and gentlemen, I shall read you a wire address Professor Pearson from Dr. Grant. Dr. Gray of the Natural History Museum, New York. Quote. 9.15 p.m. Eastern Standard Time. The seismograph registered shock of almost earthquake intensity occurring within a radius of 20 miles of Princeton. Please investigate. Signed, Lloyd Gray, Chief of Astronomical Division. Unquote. Professor Pearson, would this occurrence possibly have something to do with the disturbances observed on the planet Mars? Well, 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. 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 Pearson, noted astronomer. This is Carl Phillips speaking. We are returning you now to our New York studio. Ladies and gentlemen, here is the latest bulletin from the Intercontinental Radio News. Toronto, Canada. Professor Morris of Macmillan 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 Grover's Mill, New Jersey, 22 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 we'll have our commentator, Carl Phillips, give you a word picture of the scene as soon as he can reach there from Princeton. In the meantime, we take you to the Hotel Martinette in Brooklyn, where Bobby Millette and his orchestra are offering a program of dance music. We take you now to Grover's Mill, New Jersey. Ladies and gentlemen, this is Carl Phillips again, out at the Wilma's Farm, Grover's Mill, New Jersey. Mr. Peterson and myself made the 11 miles in Princeton in 10 minutes. Well, I hardly know where to begin, but thank you for your word picture of the strange scene before my eyes are coming out of a modern radio night. Well, I just got here. I haven't had a chance to look around, Jeff. 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 stuck with terrific force. The ground is covered with sprinters of a tree. It must have stuck on its way down. But I can see the object itself doesn't look very much like a meter. At least not the meters I've seen. It looks more like a huge cylinder. It has a diameter of, what would you say, Professor Pearson? Professor? What would you say, what's the diameter of the... About 30 yards. About 30 yards. About 30 yards. The metal on the sheet is... Well, I've never seen anything like it. The color is sort of yellowish white. Experienced spectators now are pressing close to the object in spite of the efforts of the police to keep them back. Getting in front of my line of... Would you mind standing on one side, please? While at least I'm pushing the crowd back. Here's Mr. Wilma, owner of the farm here. He may have some interesting facts to add. Mr. Wilma, 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. Wilma. Well, I was listening to the radio. Closen louder, please. Pardon? Louder, please. Closen. I was listening to the radio and kind of drowsing. A professor fellow was talking about Mars, so I was half chosen and half... Yes, yes, Mr. Wilma, and then what happened? Well, as I was saying, I was listening to the radio kind of halfway... Yes, Mr. Wilma, and then you saw something. Well, not first off. I heard something. And what did you hear? A hissing sound like this. Kind of like a Fourth of July rocket. Yes, then what? I turned my head out the window and would have sworn I was asleep and dream of it. Yes. I see that kind of greenish streak and then zingo. Something smacked the ground. Knocked me clear out of my chair. Well, were you frightened, Mr. Wilma? Well, I ain't quite sure. I reckon I was kind of riled. Well, thank you, Mr. Wilma. Thank you very much. You want me to talk to the room? No, that's quite all right. That's plenty. Ladies and gentlemen, you've just heard Mr. Wilma, 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 have parked in a field. In fact, the police have signed a rope off the roadway leading into the farm, but it's no use. They're breaking right through. Cars headlights throw an enormous spotlight on the pit where the objects have buried. Now, some of the more daring stones now are essentially near the edge. There's a cigarette stand out against the metal steel. Come on! One man wants to touch things, having an argument with a policeman. Now, 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. Do you hear it? The curious humming sound that seems to come from inside the object. I'll move the microphone nearer. Here. Now, we're not more than 25 feet away. Can you hear it now? Uh, Professor Pearson. Yes, Mr. Well, can you tell us the meaning of that squating noise inside the thing? Possibly the unequal cooling of its surface. I see. Do you still think it's a meteor, Professor? I don't know what you think. The, uh, metal casing is definitely extraterrestrial. Uh, not found on this earth. Friction with the earth's atmosphere usually tears holes in a meteorite. You're right. This thing is smooth. You can see it's linda. I don't know. 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, and this thing must be hollow. Move it! Move it! Move it! Move back! Move back! Move back! Move back! Move back! Move back! Move back! Move back! Move back! Move back! Move back! Move back! The most terrifying thing I've ever witnessed. Look at it. Someone calling someone or something. I can see it's turning out of that black hole through the luminous discs. The eyes, it might be a face, might be on the heavens. Something 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. I can see the thing's body now. It's large. It's large as a bear. It's dribbles like wet leather. But it's a face. Ladies and gentlemen, it's indescribable. I can hardly force myself to keep looking at it. It's so awful. It's either black and they gleam like a serpent in the mountains. That kind of V-shaped with saliva dripping from its grimless lips. It's seen a little quiver and pulsating. A 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. It seems quite even. It's not very scary, but you don't like that fine working. Well, I'll pull this microphone with me if they talk. I'll have to stop and skip him so I can take a new position. Hold on, will you, please? I'll be right back in a minute. We are bringing you an eyewitness account of what's happening on the Wilma farm, Groversville, New Jersey. We now return you to Carl Phillips at Grovers Mill. Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen, here I am, back of a stone wall that joins us to Wilma'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 and throwing up a cordon in front of the pit. Out 30 of them. No need to push the card back now. They're willing to keep their distance. The captain's conferring with someone who can't quite see who. I ask, I believe it's Professor Pearson. Yes, it is. Now they've parted and the professor moves around one side, studying the object while the captain and two policemen bashing something in their hands. I can see it now as the white hat tip tied to a pole. A flag of truce. Those creatures know what that means. What anything means. There is something happening. A hump shape is rising out of the pit. They make out a small beam of light against the mirror. The captain is to get the plane swings in the mirror and at least try to be a massive man. He strikes them head on. The lords are turning in the plane. The whole field is caught up by the woods. The fire is there. The gas tanks of the automobiles are spreading everywhere. Coming in this way now. About 20 yards from my line. The wind. The wind. The wind. The wind. The wind. Ladies and gentlemen, due to circumstances beyond our control, we are unable to continue the broadcast from Grover's Mill. Evidently, there is 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 Endelcoffer, 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. Ladies and gentlemen, I've just been handed a message that came in from Grover's Mill by telephone. Just one moment, please. At least 40 people, including six state troopers, lie dead in a field east of the village of Grover's 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. 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 Grover's Mill and will aid in the evacuation of homes within the range of military operations. Thank you. Thank you. You have just been listening to General Montgomery Smith commanding the state militia at Trenton. In the meantime, further details of the catastrophe at Grover's 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 Grover's 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. Ladies and gentlemen, I have just been informed that we have finally established communication with an eyewitness of the tragedy. Professor Pearson has been located at a farmhouse near a Grover's 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 Pearson, brought to you by direct wire. Professor Pearson. Of the creatures in the rocket cylinder at Grover's Mill, I can give you no authoritative information, either 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. Not 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 non-conductivity. 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. Thank you, Professor Pearson. Ladies and gentlemen, here is the bulletin from Trenton. It is a brief statement informing us that the charred body of Carl Phillips has been identified in the 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 fire is 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. Now ladies and gentlemen, we have a special statement from Mr. Harry McDonald, Vice President in charge of operations. We have received a request from the state militia of 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 of Trenton. We take you now to the field headquarters of the state militia near Grovers Mill, New Jersey. This is Captain Lansing of the signal corps attached to the state militia, now engaged in military operations in the vicinity of Grovers Mill. The 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 searchlight 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 cocky uniforms crossing back and forth in front of the lights. 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. Oh, no, it's nothing but a shadow. Now the troops are on the edge of the Wilmot farm. 7,000 armed men closing in on an old metal tube. A tub rather. Well wait, that wasn't a shadow, it's something moving. Solid metal, kind of a shield like a pair rising up out of the cylinder. Going higher and higher. What? It's standing on legs. Actually rearing up on a sort of metal framework. Now it's reaching above the trees and the searchlight on it. Hold on. 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 Grover Mills has ended in one of the most startling defeats ever suffered by an army in modern times. 7,000 men armed with rifles and machine guns fitted against a single fighting machine of the invaders from Mars. 120 known survivors. The rest strewn over the battle area from Grover's 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 in service from New York to Philadelphia discontinued except, rooting some of the trains through Allerton 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 prevailed throughout New Jersey and eastern Pennsylvania. At this time we take you to Washington for a special broadcast on the national emergency. The Secretary of the Interior. 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, facing our faith in God, we must continue the performance of our duties each and every one of us. 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. You have just heard the Secretary of the Interior speaking from Washington. Bulletin is too numerous to read are piling up in the studio here. We are informed that 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 bullet in New York. Cables have been received from English, French and German scientific bodies offering assistance. Astronomers report continued gas outbursts at regular intervals on the planet Mars. The majority voiced the opinion that the enemy will be reinforced by additional rocket machines. There have been several attempts made to locate Professor Pearson of Princeton, who has observed Martians at close range. It is feared he was lost in the recent battle. Wrangham Field, Virginia. Scouting planes report three Martian machines visible above treetops, moving north toward Somerville with population fleeing ahead of them. The heat ray is 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, and railroad tracks. Their apparent objective is to crush resistance, paralyze communication, and disorganize human society. Here is a bulletin from Dasking Ridge, New Jersey. Coon hunters have stumbled on a second cylinder similar to the first embedded in the great swamp 20 miles south of Morristown. Army field pieces are proceeding from Newark to blow up the second invading unit before the cylinder can be opened in the fighting machine rigged. They are taking up a position in the foothills of Watcher Mountains. Another field, another, 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 Marstown. Machines also started by telephone operated east of Middlesex within 10 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, uh, 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 Washing Mountains. Range, 32 meters, 32 meters, 32 meters, projection 39 degrees, 39 degrees, fire. 140 yards to the right, sir. Shift range, 31 meters, 31 meters, projection 37 degrees, 37 degrees, fire. Fire. Fire. Fire. Hit, sir. Got the tripod of one of them. They're stopped. The others are trying to repair. Quick, get the range. Shift, 50, 30 meters. 30 meters. Projection 27 degrees. 27 degrees. Fire. Can't see the fair land, sir. Letting off the slope. Fire. Fire. Fire. Fire. Fire. Fire. Fire. Fire. Fire. Fire. Fire. Fire. Fire. Fire. Fire. Fire. What is it? Black growth. Moving this way. Closed to the ground. Moving fast. Put on gas maps. Ready to fire. Fist to 24 meters. 24 meters. Protection 24 degrees. 24 degrees. Fire. Fire. Fire. Fire. Fire. Fire. Fire. Fire. sir what's coming there that's all right 23 meters 43 meters 22 23 22 23 23 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 sometimes now appears silence a heavy black fog hanging close to the earth of extreme density nature unknown no sign of heat ray enemy nowryn skis crossing the same river into the jersey marshes uh... the falaski skyway evident objective is new york city they're pushing down a high tension power station She's a close together now we're ready to attack right circling ready to strike thousand yards and we'll be over the first 800 yards 600 200 There they go The giant arm raised Green flash Smangers with flame 2,000 feet Engines are giving out No chance to release bombs Only one thing left Drop on the plane and all We're diving on the first one Now the engine's gone This is Fayon, New Jersey calling Langham Field This is Fayon, New Jersey calling Langham Field Come in please This is Langham Field Go ahead Eight army bombers in engagement with enemy tripod machines over Jersey Flats Engines incapacitated by heat rays All crashed One enemy machine destroyed Enemy now discharging heavy black smoke Take the direction up Newark, New Jersey Newark, New Jersey Warning Poisonous black smoke pouring in from Jersey Marshes Reaches South Street Gas masks useless Earth populations move into open spaces Automobiles use route 72324 avoid congested areas Smoke now spreading over Raymond Boulevard 2X2L calling C-Kill 2X2L calling C-Kill 2X2L calling 8X3R come in please This is 8X3R coming back at 2X2L How's reception? How's reception? How's reception? Take, please Take, please Where are you 8X3R? What's the matter? Where are you? I'm speaking from the roof of broadcasting building New York City, 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 the last two hours 3 million people have moved out along the roads to the north Hutchison River Parkway still kept open for motor traffic Void bridges to Long Island hopelessly jammed All communication with Jersey Shore closed 10 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 here below us in the cathedral Now I look down the harbor, all manner of boats Overloaded with clean population pulling out from docks Streets were all jammed Noise in crowds like New Year's Eve in city Wait a minute The The enemy is now in sight above the Palisades Five Five great machines First one is crossing the river I can see it from here Wading 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 in space Now the first machine reaches the shore He stands watching, looking over the city Steel Cowlish Head is even with the skyscrapers He waits for the others He arrives 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 Vietnam They're running toward the East River Thousands of them Dropping in like rats Now the smoke's spreading faster It's reached Times Square People are trying to run away from it But it's no use They're falling like flies Now the smoke's crossing 6th Avenue 6th Avenue 6th Avenue A hundred yards away It's 50 feet to the beach look Then 2X target But 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 You are listening to a CBS presentation of Orson Welles and the Mercury Theater 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 by H.G. Wells, starring Orson Welles and the Mercury Theater on the air. The War of the Worlds by H.G. Wells The War of the Worlds by H.G. Wells, the War of the Worlds by H.G. Wells. The War of the Worlds by H.G. Wells, as I set down these notes on paper, I am obsessed by the thought that I may be the last living man on Earth. I've been hiding in this empty house near Grover's 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.ט Menschen it by black and hat 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 world where are they did they ever exist am I Richard kiss what day is it do days exist with our calendars this time pass when I know human hands left to wind the clock writing down my daily life I tell myself I shall preserve human history between the dark covers of this little book that was meant to record the movements of the stars right I must live and to live I must eat find molded bread in the kitchen and an orange not to spoil to swallow keep watch the window time to time I kept sight of a Martian above the black smoke both still holds the house and its black coil but like there's a hissing sound and suddenly I see a Martian mounted on his machine spraying the air with a jet of steam as it dissipate the smoke I watch in a corner as his huge metal legs nearly brush against the house thought to the black terror I fall asleep morning morning on screen from the window black cloud of gas is lifted and the scorched meadows to the north look as though a black snowstorm I adventure from the house I make my way to a road no traffic in their wreck car baggage overturned the black and skeleton push on north some reason I feel safe for trailing these monsters running away from them and I keep a careful watch I've seen the Martians feed should one of their machines appear over the top of trees I'm ready to fling myself flat on the earth come to a chestnut tree October that's a right well my pocket keep a lot today they're wondering a vague northerly directions for a desolate world finally I noticed a living creature a small red squirrel in the beach tree stare at him and wonder he stares back at me I believe at that moment the animal and I shared the same emotions the joy of finding another living being push on north I find dead cows in a brackish field and beyond the charred ruins of a dairy in a silo made standing guard over the wasteland like a lighthouse deserted by the sea stride the silo perches a weathercock the arrow points north north next day I come to a city city vaguely familiar in its contours yet its building strangely dwarfed and leveled off as if a giant had sliced off its highest tars of the capricious sweep of his head reach the outskirts and 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 crouched in a doorway I mean a step towards it rose up and became a man man armed with a large knife stop stop where do you come from I come from I come from from many places a long time ago from Princeton Princeton that's near Grover's Mill yes Grover's Mill there's no food here this is my country all this end of town down the river there's only food for one which way you're going I don't know I guess I'm looking for people what was that we're gonna just end no we're bird a light bird you get to know the birds have shadows these days hey we're in the open here let's call in this doorway here and talk have you seen any Martians I've gone over to New York night the sky's alive with their lights just as if people were still living by daylight you can't see in it five days ago a couple of them carried something big across the flesh from the airport I think they're learning how to fly fly? yeah, fly hmm then it's all over with humanity stranger it's still you and I two of us left yeah they got themselves in solid they wrecked the greatest country in the world those green stars they've probably fallen somewhere every night they only lost one machine there isn't anything to do we're done we're licked where were you? you're in uniform yeah, what's left of it I was in the militia National Guard, that's good there wasn't any war any more than is war between men and ants yes, but we're eatable ants I found that out what'll they do to us? I've set it all out right now we're caught as we're wanted a Martian only had 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 systematically keeping the best and storing us in cages and things they haven't begun on us yet not begun? all that's happened so far is because we don't have sense enough to keep quiet bothering them with guns and such stuff and losing our heads and rushing off in crowds now, instead of our rushing around blind we gotta fix ourselves up fix ourselves up according to the way things are now cities, nations, civilization, progress yes, but if that's so what is there to live for? well, there won't be any more concerts for a million years or so and no nice little dinners or restaurants if it's amusements you're after I guess the game's up what is there to live? life, that's what I wanna live! and so do you we're not gonna be exterminated and I don't mean to be caught either tamed and fattened and bred like an ox what are you gonna do? I'm going on right under their feet I got a plan we men as men we're finished we don't know enough we gotta learn plenty before we get a chance we've gotta live and keep free what we learn, see? I've thought it all out, see? I'll tell you the rest well, it isn't all of us that are made for wild beasts that's what it gotta be that's why I watched watched you all those little office workers that used to live in these houses they'd be no good they haven't any stuff in them they used to run run off to work I've seen hundreds of them running to catch their commuters train in the morning afraid they could can if they didn't run them back at night afraid they wouldn't be in time for dinner lives insured and a little invested in case of accidents then 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 of chasing around the field on empty stomachs they'll come and be glad to be quiet you've thought it all out, haven't you? sure, you bet I have that isn't all these Martians are gonna make pets this from them train them to do tricks who knows, get sentimental over the pet boy who grew up and had to be killed yeah, and some maybe they're trained to hunt us oh no, it's impossible yes, they will as men do it gladly one of them ever comes after me if I in the meantime you and I and others like us where are we to live when the Martians own the earth? I got it all figured out we live underground I've been thinking about the sewers under New York there are miles and miles up the main ones they're big enough for anybody and there's cellars, vaults underground storerooms, railway tunnels, subways you begin to see, huh? we got a bunch of strong men together no weakness that rubbish, out as you met me to go alright, give you a chance, didn't it? don't quarrel about that, go on well, you gotta make safe places for us to stay in, see? get all the books we have science books that's where men like you come in, see? we raid the museums we'll even spy on the Martians 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 not a Martian in them not a Martian in them, see? men men who've learned the way how may even be in our time gee imagine having one of them lovely things with a heat ray wide and free we turn it on Martians, we turn it on men we bring everybody down on their knees that's your plan yeah you me we'd own the world I see hey hey, what's the matter? where you going? not to your world bye stranger well after parting with the artillerymen I came at last to Holland Tunnel and at 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 reached 14th Street and there again with 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 30s and 40s stood alone on Times Square outside of a lean dog running down 7th Avenue with a piece of dark brown meat in his jaws and a pack of starving mongrels at his heels made a wide circle around him as though he feared I might prove a fresh competitor walked up Broadway in the direction of that that strange powder that silent shop windows displaying their mute wares to empty sidewalks that's the capital theater silent dark that's the shooting gallery where a row of empty guns faced an arrested line of wooden ducks near Columbus Circle I noticed models of 1939 motor cars in the showrooms facing empty streets over the top of the General Motors building I watched a flock of black birds circling in the sky hurried on suddenly I caught sight of the hood of a Martian machine standing somewhere in Central Park gleaming in the late afternoon sun insane idea I I rushed recklessly across Columbus Circle and into the park I climbed a small hill above the pond of 60th 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 and silent play the Martians with the hungry birds pecking and tearing brown shreds of flesh and their dead bodies later when their bodies were examined in laboratories it was found that they were killed by the putrefactive and diseased bacteria against which their systems were unprepared plain after all man's defenses had failed by the humblest thing that God as wisdoms 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 conjured up in my mind of life spreading slowly from this little seed bit of the solar system throughout the inanimate vastness of sidereal space but remote dream maybe maybe that the destruction of the Martians is only a reprieve for them and not to us to us the future ordained press ah strange it not seems to sit in my peaceful study Princeton writing down this last chapter of the record begun at a deserted farm in Grover's Mill strange to watch children playing in the streets strange to see young people strolling on the green where the new spring grass eels 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 clean cut hard and silent under the dawn of that last great day dang ok so there could筁 to endorse many gentlemen of character to assure you that the war of the world has noticed the significant significance than at 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 though 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 Halloween. Tonight the Columbia Broadcasting System and its affiliated stations coast to coast has brought you the War of the World by H.G. Wells. The 17th in its weekly series of dramatic broadcast 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. The 17th in its what a great night for this huh? What a great night for this huh?