“It
is true; there is something fierce and ratlike and dangerous about Earthly
men.” Men Like Gods, H G Wells
In
one of his less celebrated fictions, Men
like Gods, H G Wells presents to us a most curious Utopia. The citizenry of Utopia are, quite naturally,
more advanced than are those of 1921, the year in which the novel is set. Their Last Days of Confusion happily are left
behind them and they live governed by the Five Principles of Liberty: privacy,
free movement, unlimited knowledge, truthfulness, and free discussion and
criticism. Our hero Mr. Barnstaple, who along with a small group of other humans,
was transported to this other world is a subject of some interest to its
inhabitants and is the occasion for some mirth on Wells’ part. A Utopian girl, for instance, asks casusally,
"And you make love?" The answer, "Not habitually, I can assure
you," he said. "Not habitually."
Nature
in general is well regulated by the natives of this Utopia with some interesting
consequences. In describing the
ecological circumstances of Utopia, Wells provides us with a pithy overview of
the concept of the Balance of Nature. Since
the history of Utopia differs from the history of Earth in minor details only
(their Christ, for example, was put to death on the wheel, not the cross) one
can assume that the transition from the Balance of Nature to the Management of
Nature proceeded in a fashion that Wells finds to be useful for contemplating
the trajectory of nature on this Earth.
The
inquiry concerning nature comes amidst a suite of criticisms that the Earthlings
levied at the Utopians during a lengthy ethnographic exchange with their hosts. The first note of disapproval is sounded by
one Father Amerton (a caricature, some say, of G K Chesterton, though a review of
the novel at the time of identify him as a Father Vaughan). Father Amerton’s objection concerns the
regulation of human affairs and not those of nature. He had already expressed concern about the
means by which Utopians limited their populations to a mere 250 million
inhabitants. “Do you”, he fulminated at the Utopians, “respect the marriage
bond?” To which a Utopian responds, “In
Utopia there are no bonds.” Pressing them further our priest concludes that
“you have abolished the family.” Always,
it seems, quick with the quippy response he is told that in Utopia the family,
in fact, is “enlarged and glorified…until it embraced the whole world.” Finally, after accusing our free-loving
Utopians of bestial promiscuity, a Utopian concluded that Father Amerton
suffered from an inflamed and diseased sexual imagination, which would be, on
the morrow “examined and dealt with.”
Mr
Freddy Mush was next to voice his concerns.
“There had been”, he declared, “something very ancient and beautiful
called the ‘Balance of Nature’ which the scientific methods of Utopia had
destroyed.” What this Balance of Nature
was, precisely, “neither the Utopians nor Mr Barnstable were able understood
all that clearly.” Mr Mush in a familiar
sounding exasperation known to those of us who seek to impose definition of
this hefty but nebulous idea finally sputtered “I hold by the swallows.” He elaborated that there were no swallows to
be seen in Utopia because there were neither gnats nor midges. The Utopians had systematically exterminated
these flies with some predicable ecological consequences – although apparently they
maintained reserves in which some species were held in isolation. Swallows had indeed become rare, but the
Utopians, wise stewards as Wells would have us believe they were, had not fully
vanquished “these delightful birds.”