The article below was published in the daily newspaper La Voix du Nord, Nord - Pas-de-Calais, France, page 3, October 23, 1954.
Now an impulsive gentleman fires a shot at a peaceful motorist repairing his engine. And that, under the pretext that, in the night, in the light of the headlights, he took him for a Martian! Bad joke, sir, very bad joke against which it is necessary to speak out firmly.
It is a fact that many people see Martians, but it is no less general and no less proven fact that, according to all testimonies, Martians behave with perfect courtesy, even with emphatic cordiality. There are only handshakes, hugs and signs of friendship. The school teacher from Oléron who met two Martians ladies reports that they were very elegantly dressed in a small travel suit, gaited and gloved. With exquisite good grace, they wrote a thought (illegible) and a signature (no less illegible) on the teacher's album, then left him in the best possible terms. And a restless man would have fun shooting guns at such friendly and peaceful visitors!
We have enough problems on our hands, Monsieur le gunman, without making new ones with the Martians. The dynamic government should urgently distribute a guide to nervous people on how to behave towards visitors who arrive in saucers. No panic, no rushed gesture, the courtesy of a smile, and, on occasion, a fruit juice from the local bar. No untimely curiosity either. A little Martian-style gift, if need be, a bauble, a handkerchief, a scarf... but after asking, with a smile, for the Martian husband's consent.
These, it seems to me, are simple and safe principles. They have the advantage of the month of not exposing motorists who have broken down to be ducked by an earthman in the grip of a global chauvinistic crisis.