How A Pulp Writer Helped Win The War
I’m still researching, peering into the years following the Second World War (it may lead nowhere, but that’s the peril of finding a subject to write about).
National defence was very different then. Stories emerge that still defy belief, of fake villages being built as bomb targets and fishermenâ€™s wives knitting sea-mine nets.
Coupled with family memories, these tales have constructed a contradictory composite of Britons at war; while a combination of unity, bravado, propaganda and military intelligence staved off invasion, an image of makeshift home-front charm abides, of elderly farmers and butchers beetling about with pitchforks and muskets, of misdirected signposts and leaflet bombardments.
We know that a cash-strapped government put its faith in very young scientists (my Â own father included) to conduct experiments in lateral thinking, and that Churchill was determined at all costs not to allow Britain to fall back into a defensive position, but in one of the most surprising stories of WWII the War Office commissioned a fading crime/horror writer to come up with strategies for resisting the Nazis, something akin to Trump hiring Stephen King to sort out Syria.
Dennis Wheatley is faintly remembered as the author of thuddingly earnest adventure stories and ludicrous witchcraft tales that include â€˜The Devil Rides Outâ€™ and â€˜The Haunting Of Toby Juggâ€™, but he was recognised to be a powerful populist storyteller (see ‘It Came From Behind The Shelf No.8’ on this site). It is this skill that attracted the government, who hired him to offer a laymanâ€™s advice on wartime tactics, although Wheatley had first-hand knowledge gained fighting at the Somme.
The highlife-loving authorâ€™s first defensive action at the outset of hostilities had involved digging tunnels for his servants, but after his wife offered his services to the War Office as an original thinker, Wheatley locked himself in the study with plenty of fags and champagne to hammer out advice for national defence.
Despite his amateur-status military knowledge and frequently overblown prose, he made a decent fist of his first paper, â€˜Resistance To Invasionâ€™, even if his idea of telling the Nazis we owned a death ray was a little over-enthusiastic. Invited to examine the conflict from a German mindset, Wheatley really came into his own, chillingly outlining why German avocation of poison gas and bacterial weapons should be taken seriously.
Wheatley’s analytical approach to fiction paid off, providing his prose with a sense of urgency. â€˜Reservoirsâ€™, he pointed out, â€˜are very vulnerable points in a highly populated country like Britainâ€¦when the invasion takes place main exits can be dynamited and the population deprived to a larger extent of its drinking water.â€™ Although he humbly stressed his lay-skills, he was capable of amassing data with such a common-sense air, it was unlikely government officials had ever considered the war from this viewpoint.
Wheatleyâ€™s ingenuity in coming up with ways to decimate plucky Englanders makes you glad he wasnâ€™t working for the other side â€“ he suggested dropping delayed-reaction bombs disguised as common British household items that would be carried home before detonation – and Churchillâ€™s aides took him very seriously. Wheatleyâ€™s war writing is as square-jawed and cold-blooded as his novels, but here it worked to his advantage, as he carefully calculated the human losses to the German forces, noting that â€˜half a million casualties, with 8,000 planes and the remnants of two Navies, are but a small price to payâ€™ for the subjugation of Britain.
Upon being told that his papers were now being read by all three Chiefs-of-staff, Wheatley set about providing ideas for the Home Guard that included overcoming squeamishness when faced with the prospect of killing soldiers who might appear boyishly innocent, to reusing village gravestones as pavements.
It’s easy to scoff while reading the detailed instructions, but Wheatley was saying something that had not been spelled out to military tacticians. As his confidence grew, so did his ideas. He itemized the mistakes of British war policy, and suggested that combat now had to be carried into the enemyâ€™s country, explaining in detail how this might be accomplished, starting with an attack on Sardinia.
You canâ€™t help but doubt whether our modern-day militia would be prepared to take the advice of civilians so much to heart, but Churchillâ€™s staff listened to his â€˜uninstructed imagination, vision and ability to write attractivelyâ€™, and it must be said that, for a civilian, Wheatley was astonishingly well-informed. His suggested invasion never happened, but there is evidence that it may well have proved expeditious.
Wheatleyâ€™s natural deviousness as a writer of occult thrillers surfaced in his construction of deception plans, some of which were recycled into his novels, notably â€˜The Man Who Missed The Warâ€™. For his efforts, he was proudly commissioned into Whitehallâ€™s Joint Planning Staff, crafting a magnum opus that looked beyond the major campaigns of the conflict to the aftermath of victory and the prevention of Germany starting a third world war.
Perhaps all government policy should be dictated by writers; I for one would have loved to hear JG Ballardâ€™s suggestions for the survival of the nation.