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THE DEMON-HAUNTED WORLD those who make them up from scratch, bypassing any formal sceptical scrutiny, and available at low cost in every supermarket, grocery store and convenience outlet in the land. One of the pretences of the tabloids is to make science, the very instrument of our disbelief, confirm our ancient faiths and effect a convergence of pseudoscience and pseudoreligion. By and large, scientists' minds are open when exploring new worlds. If we knew beforehand what we'd find, it would be unnecessary to go. In future missions to Mars or to the other fascinating worlds in our neck of the cosmic woods, surprises - even some of mythic proportions - are possible, maybe even likely. But we humans have a talent for deceiving ourselves. Scepticism must be a component of the explorer's toolkit, or we will lose our way. There are wonders enough out there without our inventing any. 60

4 Aliens 'Truly, that which makes me believe there is no inhabitant on this sphere, is that it seems to me that no sensible being would be willing to live here.' 'Well, then!' said Micromegas, 'perhaps the beings that inhabit it do not possess good sense.' One alien to another, on approaching the Earth, in Voltaire's Micromegas: A Philosophical History (1752) It's still dark out. You're lying in bed, fully awake. You discover you're utterly paralysed. You sense someone in the room. You try to cry out. You cannot. Several small grey beings, less than four feet tall, are standing at the foot of the bed. Their heads are pear-shaped, bald, and large for their bodies. Their eyes are enormous, their faces expressionless and identical. They wear tunics and boots. You hope this is only a dream. But as nearly as you can tell it's really happening. They lift you up and, eerily, they and you slip through the wall of your bedroom. You float out into the air. You rise high toward a metallic saucer-shaped spacecraft. Once inside, you are escorted into a medical examining room. A larger but similar being, evidently some kind of physician, takes over. What follows is even more terrifying. Your body is probed with instruments and machines, especially 61

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Aliens<br />

'Truly, that which makes me believe there is no inhabitant<br />

on this sphere, is that it seems to me that no sensible being<br />

would be willing to live here.'<br />

'Well, then!' said Micromegas, 'perhaps the beings that<br />

inhabit it do not possess good sense.'<br />

One alien to another,<br />

on approaching the Earth,<br />

in Voltaire's Micromegas:<br />

A Philosophical History (1752)<br />

It's still dark out. You're lying in bed, fully awake. You discover<br />

you're utterly paralysed. You sense someone in the room. You<br />

try to cry out. You cannot. Several small grey beings, less than<br />

four feet tall, are standing at the foot of the bed. Their heads are<br />

pear-shaped, bald, and large for their bodies. Their eyes are<br />

enormous, their faces expressionless and identical. They wear<br />

tunics and boots. You hope this is only a dream. But as nearly as<br />

you can tell it's really happening. They lift you up and, eerily, they<br />

and you slip through the wall of your bedroom. You float out into<br />

the air. You rise high toward a metallic saucer-shaped spacecraft.<br />

Once inside, you are escorted into a medical examining room. A<br />

larger but similar being, evidently some kind of physician, takes<br />

over. What follows is even more terrifying.<br />

Your body is probed with instruments and machines, especially<br />

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