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I. THE EVE OF THE WAR.
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Chapter 1 — I. THE EVE OF THE WAR.
Central question
How does Wells establish human complacency before the invasion?
Main argument
The narrator warns that people in the late nineteenth century cannot imagine being...
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The War of the Worlds
Section 1 of 27
Chapter 1 — I. THE EVE OF THE WAR.
Central question
How does Wells establish human complacency before the invasion?
Main argument
The narrator warns that people in the late nineteenth century cannot imagine being watched by beings from Mars. The chapter frames human life as ordinary, busy, and blind to cosmic danger. Wells begins by turning everyday normality into a sign of vulnerability.
Key ideas
Human self-confidence is historically narrow.
Mars is presented as an older, colder world.
The invasion begins before anyone recognizes it as such.
Key takeaway
The war starts in a world that does not know it is at risk.
petty concerns as they did .
I remember how
jubilant Markham
was at securing a new photograph of the planet for the
illustrated paper he edited in those days .
People in these latter times
scarcely realise the abundance and enterprise of our nineteenth-century
papers .
For my own part ,
I was much occupied in learning to ride the
bicycle ,
and busy upon a series of papers discussing the probable
developments of moral ideas as civilisation progressed .
One night (
the first missile then could scarcely have been 10,000,000
miles away )
I went for a walk with my wife .
It was starlight and I
explained the Signs of the Zodiac to her ,
and pointed out Mars ,
a
bright dot of light creeping zenithward ,
towards which so many
telescopes were pointed .
It was a warm night .
Coming home ,
a party of
excursionists from Chertsey
or Isleworth
passed us singing and playing
music .
There were lights in the upper windows of the houses as the
people went to bed .
From the railway station in the distance came the
sound of shunting trains ,
ringing and rumbling ,
softened almost into
melody by the distance .
My wife pointed out to me the brightness of the
red ,
green ,
and yellow signal lights hanging in a framework against the
sky .
It seemed so safe and tranquil .
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