The article below was published in the daily newspaper Le Journal de Montreuil, France, page 1, on October 3, 1954.
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Flying saucers are now landing regularly, and some of their interplanetary navigators are setting foot—yes, they have feet—on Earth.
Contact has been established between the visitors and the visited. These encounters are reportedly perfectly peaceful, at least according to a good man from central France who was kissed by one of the envoys from another world.
This deserves, incidentally, to be highlighted and recorded as a lesson for our own globe, where the main concern seems to be organizing total annihilation in the shortest time possible.
The presumed Martians are said to range in height from 0.75 m to 2.5 m, depending on the witness's estimate and considering their perfectly understandable emotional state.
They resemble divers, wearing domes, motorcycle helmets, or simply khaki side caps, which is somewhat troubling and makes the saucer invasion look suspiciously like large-scale military maneuvers (side caps vs. helmets).
The strangest part isn't that THEY have arms and legs, but that they kiss. They could have rubbed noses with Earthlings or touched foreheads, but no—they kiss. This would imply that from their star, they observe the civilized layers of Earth or perhaps receive samples of global cinematic production.
All this didn't seem particularly "otherworldly" already, but the height of absurdity has now been reached with a saucer that allegedly dropped anti-communist leaflets over Czechoslovakia.
One might have hoped that the fellows from beyond would stay out of our internal disputes.
Let us note that before flying saucers, there were sea serpents and the Loch Ness monster, but those always maintained strict political neutrality.
In any case, let's hurry up and joke about the saucer issue, because from one week to the next, we might change our minds after an unexpected encounter in, say, the Montreuil district—before April 1st even.
We will then be sure to offer a full and impartial apology.
J.H.