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THE HITCHHIKER'S GUIDE TO THE GALAXY

A GUIDE TO THE GUIDE
Some unhelpful remarks from the author

The history of The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy is now so complicated that every time I tell it I contradict myself, and  whenever I do get it right I'm misquoted. So the publication of  this omnibus edition seemed like a good opportunity to set the  record straight-or at least firmly crooked. Anything that is put down  wrong here is, as far as I'm concerned, wrong for good.

The idea for the title first cropped up while I was lying drunk in a field in Innsbruck, Austria, in 1971. Not particularly drunk, just the sort of  drunk you get when you have a couple of stiff Gassers after not having  eaten for two days straight, on account of being a penniless hitchhiker. We  are talking of a mild inability to stand up.

I was traveling with a copy of the Hitch Hiker s Guide to Europe by Ken  Walsh, a very battered copy that I had borrowed from someone. In fact,  since this was 1971 and I still have the book, it must count as stolen by  now. I didn't have a copy of Europe on Five Dollars a Day (as it then was)  because I wasn't in that financial league.

Night was beginning to fall on my field as it spun lazily underneath me. I  was wondering where I could go that was cheaper than Innsbruck,  revolved less and didn't do the sort of things to me that Innsbruck had  done to me that afternoon. What had happened was this. I had been  walking through the town trying to find a particular address, and being  thoroughly lost I stopped to ask for directions from a man in the street. I  knew this mightn't be easy because I don't speak German, but I was still  surprised to discover just how much difficulty I was having communicating  with this particular man. Gradually the truth dawned on me as we  struggled in vain to understand each other that of all the people in  Innsbruck I could have stopped to ask, the one I had picked did not speak  English, did not speak French and was also deaf and dumb. With a series of  sincerely apologetic hand movements, I disentangled myself, and a few  minutes later, on another street, I stopped and asked another man who also  turned out to be deaf and dumb, which was when I bought  the beers.

I ventured back onto the street. I tried again.

When the third man I spoke to turned out to be deaf and dumb and also  blind I began to feel a terrible weight setting on my shoulders; wherever I  looked the trees and buildings took on dark and menacing aspects. I pulled  my coat tightly around me and hurried lurching down the street, whipped  by a sudden gusting wind. I bumped into someone and stammered an  apology, but he was deaf and dumb and unable to understand me. The sky loured. The pavement seemed to tip and spin. If I hadn't happened then to  duck down a side street and pass a hotel where a convention for the deaf  was being held, there is every chance that my mind would have cracked  completely and I would have spent the rest of my life writing the sort of  books for which Kafka became famous and dribbling.

As it is I went to lie in a field, along with my Hitch Hikers Guide to Europe, and when the stars came out it occurred to me that if only someone  would write a Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy as well, then I for one would  be off like a shot. Having had this thought I promptly fell asleep and forgot  about it for six years.

I went to Cambridge University. I took a number of baths-and a degree  in English. I worried a lot about girls and what had happened to my bike.  Later I became a writer and worked on a lot of things that were almost  incredibly successful but in fact just failed to see the light of day. Other  writers will know what I mean.

My pet project was to write something that would combine comedy and science fiction, and it was this obsession that drove me into deep debt and  despair. No one was interested, except finally one man: a BBC radio  producer named Simon Brett who had had the same idea, comedy and  science fiction. Although Simon only produced the first episode before  leaving the BBC to concentrate on his own writing (he is best known in the  United States for his excellent Charles Paris detective novels), I owe him an  immense debt of gratitude for simply getting the thing to happen in the  first place. He was succeeded by the legendary Geoffrey Perkins.

In its original form the show was going to be rather different. I was feeling a little disgruntled with the world at the time and had put together  about six different plots, each of which ended with the destruction of the  world in a different way, and for a different reason. It was to be called  "The Ends of the Earth."

While I was filling in the details of the first plot-in which the Earth was demolished to make way for a new hyperspace express route-I realized  that I needed to have someone from another planet around to tell the reader what was going on, to give the story the context it needed. So I had  to work out who he was and what he was doing on the Earth.

I decided to call him Ford Prefect. (This was a joke that missed  American audiences entirely, of course, since they had never heard of the  rather oddly named little car, and many thought it was a typing error for  Perfect.) I explained in the text that the minimal research my alien  character had done before arriving on this planet had led him to think that  this name would be "nicely inconspicuous." He had simply mistaken the  dominant life form.

So how would such a mistake arise? I remembered when I used to  hitchhike through Europe and would often find that the information or  advice that came my way was out of date or misleading in some way. Most  of it, of course, just came from stories of other people's travel experiences.

At that point the title The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy suddenly  popped back into my mind from wherever it had been hiding all this time.  Ford, I decided, would be a researcher who collected data for the Guide. As  soon as I started to develop this particular notion, it moved inexorably to the center of the story, and the rest, as the creator of the original Ford  Prefect would say, is bunk.

The story grew in the most convoluted way, as many people will be surprised to learn. Writing episodically meant that when I finished one  episode I had no idea about what the next one would contain. When, in  the twists and turns of the plot, some event suddenly seemed to illuminate  things that had gone before, I was as surprised as anyone else.

I think that the BBC's attitude toward the show while it was in production was very similar to that which Macbeth had toward murdering  people-initial doubts, followed by cautious enthusiasm and then greater  and greater alarm at the sheer scale of the undertaking and still no end in  sight. Reports that Geoffrey and I and the sound engineers were buried in a  subterranean studio for weeks on end, taking as long to produce a single  sound effect as other people took to produce an entire series (and stealing  everybody else's studio time in which to do so), were all vigorously denied  but absolutely true.

The budget of the series escalated to the point that it could have practically paid for a few seconds of Dallas. If the show hadn't worked ...

The first episode went out on BBC Radio 4 at 10:30 P.M. on  Wednesday, March 8, 1978, in a huge blaze of no publicity at all. Bats  heard it. The odd dog barked.

After a couple of weeks a letter or two trickled in. So-someone out  there had listened. People I talked to seemed to like Marvin the Paranoid  Android, whom I had written in as a one-scene joke and had only  developed further at Geoffrey's insistence.

Then some publishers became interested, and I was commissioned by Pan Books in England to write up the series in book form. After a lot of  procrastination and hiding and inventing excuses and having baths, I  managed to get about two-thirds of it done. At this point they said, very  pleasantly and politely, that I had already passed ten deadlines, so would I  please just finish the page I was on and let them have the damn thing.

Meanwhile, I was busy trying to write another series and was also  writing and script editing the TV series "Dr. Who," because while it was  all very pleasant to have your own radio series, especially one that  somebody had written in to say they had heard, it didn't exactly buy you  lunch.

So that was more or less the situation when the book The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy was published in England in September 1979 and  appeared on the Sunday Times mass market best-seller list at number one  and just stayed there. Clearly, somebody had been listening.

This is where things start getting complicated, and this is what I was  asked, in writing this Introduction, to explain. The Guide has appeared in  so many forms-books, radio, a television series, records and soon to be a  major motion picture-each time with a different story line that even its  most acute followers have become baffled at times.

Here then is a breakdown of the different versions-not including the various stage versions, which haven't been seen in the States and only  complicate the matter further.

The radio series began in England in March 1978 .The first series  consisted of six programs, or "fits" as they were called. Fits 1 thru 6. Easy.  Later that year, one more episode was recorded and broadcast, commonly  known as the Christmas episode. It contained no reference of any kind to  Christmas. It was called the Christmas episode because it was first  broadcast on December 24, which is not Christmas Day. After this, things  began to get increasingly complicated.

In the fall of 1979, the first Hitchhiker book was published in England,  called The Hitchhiker s Guide to the Galaxy. It was a substantially expanded  version of the first four episodes of the radio series, in which some of the  characters behaved in entirely different ways and others behaved in exactly  the same ways but for entirely different reasons, which amounts to the  same thing but saves rewriting the dialogue.

At roughly the same time a double record album was released, which  was, by contrast, a slightly contracted version of the first four episodes of  the radio series. These were not the recordings that were originally  broadcast but wholly new recordings of substantially the same scripts. This  was done because we had used music off gramophone records as incidental  music for the series, which is fine on radio, but makes commercial release  impossible.

In January 1980, five new episodes of "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the  Galaxy" were broadcast on BBC Radio, all in one week, bringing the total  number to twelve episodes.

In the fall of 1980, the second Hitchhiker book was published in  England, around the same time that Harmony Books published the first  book in the United States. It was a very substantially reworked, reedited  and contracted version of episodes 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 5 and 6 (in that  order) of the radio series "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy." In case  that seemed too straightforward, the book was called The Restaurant at the  End of the Universe, because it included the material from radio episode S of  "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy," which was set in a restaurant called Milliways, otherwise known as the Restaurant at the End of the  Universe.

At roughly the same time, a second record album was made featuring a  heavily rewritten and expanded version of episodes 5 and 6 of the radio series. This record album was also called The Restaurant at the End of the  Universe.

Meanwhile, a series of six television episodes of "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy" was made by the BBC and broadcast in January  1981. This was based, more or less, on the first six episodes of the radio  series. In other words, it incorporated most of the book The Hitchhikers  Guide to the Galaxy and the second half of the book The Restaurant at the  End of the Universe. Therefore, though it followed the basic structure of the  radio series, it incorporated revisions from the books, which didn't.

In January 1982 Harmony Books published The Restaurant at the End of the Universe in the United States.

In the summer of 1982, a third Hitchhiker book was published simultaneously in England and the United States, called Life, the Universe and  Everything. This was not based on anything that had already been heard or  seen on radio or television. In fact it flatly contradicted episodes 7, 8, 9' 10,  11 and 12 of the radio series. These episodes of "The Hitchhiker's Guide  to the Galaxy," you will remember, had already been incorporated in  revised form in the book called The Restaurant at the End of the Universe.

At this point I went to America to write a film screenplay which was completely inconsistent with most of what has gone on so far, and since  that film was then delayed in the making (a rumor currently has it that filming will start shortly before the Last Trump), I wrote a fourth and last  book in the trilogy, So Long, and Thanks for All the Fish. This was published  in Britain and the USA in the fall of 1984 and it effectively contradicted  everything to date, up to and including itself.

As if this all were not enough I wrote a computer game for Infocom called The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, which bore only fleeting  resemblances to anything that had previously gone under that title, and in  collaboration with Geoffrey Perkins assembled The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy: The Original Radio Scripts (published in England and the USA in  1985). Now this was an interesting venture. The book is, as the title  suggests, a collection of all the radio scripts, as broadcast, and it is therefore  the only example of one Hitchhiker publication accurately and consistently  reflecting another. I feel a little uncomfortable with this-which is why the  introduction to that book was written after the final and definitive one you  are now reading and, of course, flatly contradicts it.

People often ask me how they can leave the planet, so I have prepared some brief notes.

How to Leave the Planet

1. Phone NASA. Their phone number is (713) 483-3111. Explain that it's very important that you get away as soon as possible.
2. If they do not cooperate, phone any friend you may have in the White House-(202)456-1414 -- to have a word on your behalf with the  guys at NASA .
3. If you don't have any friends in the White House, phone the Kremlin (ask the overseas operator for 0107-095-295-9051). They don't have any  friends there either (at least, none to speak of), but they do seem to have a  little influence, so you may as well try.
4. If that also fails, phone the Pope for guidance. His telephone number is 011-39-6-6982, and I gather his switchboard is infallible.
5. If all these attempts fail, flag down a passing flying saucer and explain that it's vitally important you get away before your phone bill arrives.

Douglas Adams
Los Angeles 1983 and
London 1985/1986

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