Berkley Books by Erich von Dniken
CHARIOTS OF THE GODS
SIGNS OF THE GODS
PATHWAYS TO THE GODS
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CHARIOTS OF THE GODS
Copyright 1999 by Erich von Dniken.
Copyright 1968 by Econ-Verlag GMBH.
English translation 1969 by Michael Heron and Souvenir Press.
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PUBLISHING HISTORY
G. P. Putnams Sons edition / February 1970
G. P. Putnam / Berkley Medallion edition / April 1977
Berkley mass-market edition / September 1980
Berkley trade paperback edition / January 1999
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Foreword
It was more than a quarter of a century agoin February 1968that my first book, Memories of the Future, was published by Econ, a German publisher. I had written the book two years earlier, but rejection letters from publishers fluttered on my desk with great regularity: Sorry, not usable for our program ... , We are very sorry ... , We dont want to go this way ... , We recommend a more esoteric publisher....
In later years I was often asked how this publishing miracle happened, to finally place this controversial work with a renowned textbook house. Today I can finally confess: with outside help and a little discretion.
I met Dr. Thomas von Randow, then the science editor of the weekly Die Zeit, in the summer of 1967. He leafed through the neatly typed manuscript, examined some of the peculiar pictures, and decided, This is not for us. You have to publish it as a book.
And how does one find a publisher?
Dr. von Randow puffed on his pipe, looked me straight in the eyes: I do know a publisher. I could just give him a noncommittal call, if you wish.
He picked up the telephone and asked to be connected with Dr. Erwin Barth von Wehrenalp, the chief of Econ Publishing. The blood rushed to my head. After all, I knew what Dr. von Randow could not know: My manuscript had already been turned down by Econ. Naturally, the ensuing conversation stuck in my gray brain cells.
I have in front of me a young Swiss who wrote a totally mad book. Butthe guy is not mad. Maybe you should listen to him yourself.
The person on the other end of the line wanted to know if I could come to his office promptly. Could I! I told myself that the boss of a large publishing house could not know what his junior staff had earlier decided about my manuscript.
The deal was closed after lunch with a young editor. The manuscript would have to be slightly reworked and would be published in the spring of 1968. We only had a conflict about one point: Memories of the Future is an impossible title. One cant remember the future, the editor argued. But I remained stubborn and refused any change of title. (In 1969 it was renamed Chariots of the Gods by my British publisher, Souvenir Press, and has since become world-famous by that title, so I shall use it from here on.)
What Chariots of the Gods meant to me was described in an introduction that is also part of this edition. The book caused an avalanche. Two years after its publication, thirty printings totaling 600,000 copies had been issued. In 1969 a film with the same title was released, which reached American television in 1970. That created a new virus, Dnikenitis (Time). The theme became a worldwide topic of conversation: Did our forebears receive a visit from the universe? By the time the book had been on the market for three years, it had been sold in twenty-eight languages and was published in thirty-six countries.
With the success came the critique. Professor Ernst von Khuon collected articles by seventeen scientists in the book Were the Gods Astronauts?. Some of the articles were strongly critical, some favorable. Since that day, counter-books sprouted from the ground on all continents as if a warm rain had fallen. Some swamp flowers were among them. I was accused of plagiarism and unscientific ideas, also antireligious bias and ignorance of scientifically established facts. What has remained after all these years? Have I really spread nonsense?
I wrote about the maps of the Turkish admiral Piri Reis, which can still be admired in the Topkapi Palace in Istanbul: The coasts of both North and South America are drawn with precision. This statement was wrong; actually, the contours of North and South America are only faintly visible. This accepted correction does not distract from the sensational character of the Piri Reis map, because this map also shows exactly the coastal lines of Antarctica, which today are still buried under eternal ice.
I did write then that the upper Egyptian isle Elefantine got its name because, seen from the air, it shows the form of an elephant. This information was completely wrong. Or I speculated that the Sundoor, which is mentioned in the Gilgamesh epic could be identical to the Sundoor of Tiahuanaco in the highlands of Bolivia. Total poppycock! The Gate of the Sun at Tiahuanaco got its name only during the last century. What it was thousands of years ago, nobody knows.
I also wrote: What a miracle is the five-strand fantastic necklace of green jade in the burial pyramid of Tikal in Guatemala! A miracle because the jade comes from China. It was a false miracle that I transmitted. The jade came from Central America.
With regard to the future I wrote: The Mars timetable is here. The Mars spaceship is constructed. It only needs to be built. The statement, written in 1966, was then correct. The Mars timetable, however, was thrown out by NASA for financial or other reasons.
It is the right of all beginners to be so free, trusting and not so self-critical as their elders. Often my enthusiasm got the better of me, or I accepted secondhand information. And then again I trusted the information of a science writer, only to be told later that the view of this clever man had been refuted a long time ago. I was promptly hung by those of contrary opinion as refuted. But these refutations amounted to no more than contrary opinion. It got even worse when some theses that I had never said or written were refuted.