Sometimes attempting to disguise his origins as an educated member of the upper classes and former colonial policeman (he is amusing about his attempts to flatten his accent according to the company he was keeping), he set off to amass notes and absorb experiences. Indeed, the thirties were the decade during which Orwell took up the task of amateur anthropologist, both in his own country and overseas.
But he was also in Morocco – in addition to being in search of a cure for his gnawing tuberculosis – to make notes and take soundings about the conditions of North African society. For it to have been written amid the torrid souk of Marrakech and the arid emptiness of the Atlas mountains must have involved some convolutions of the creative process into which he gives us little or no insight. This short and haunting work involves an evocation of a lost bucolic England set in the barely imaginable years before the drama of the First World War. It would be rather difficult to deduce, for example, that it was during his sojourn in Morocco in 1938–1939 that Orwell conceived and composed the novel Coming Up for Air. This diary is not by any means a ‘straight’ guide, or a trove of clues and cross-references. Yet despite his Edwardian and near-Victorian provenance he remains more contemporary and relevant to us than many authors of a much later date.) (He barely survived into the first month of the second half of the twentieth century, dying of the sort of poverty-induced disease that might have killed a character out of Dickens. They also furnish us with a more intimate picture of a man who, committed to the struggles of the mechanized and ‘modern’ world, was also drawn by the rhythms of the wild, the rural and the remote. Read with care, these diaries from the years 1931 to 1949 can greatly enrich our understanding of how Orwell transmuted the raw material of everyday experience into some of his best-known novels and polemics. This second commitment, to acquaint himself with the brute facts as they actually were, was to prove a powerful reinforcement of his latent convictions. Other strong impulses include his near-visceral feeling for the English language and his urge to defend it from the constant encroachments of propaganda and euphemism, and his reverence for objective truth, which he feared was being driven out of the world by the deliberate distortion and even obliteration of recent history.Īs someone who had been brought up in a fairly rarefied and distinctly reactionary English milieu, in which the underclass of his own society and the millions of inhabitants of its colonial empire were regarded with a mixture of fear and loathing, Orwell also made an early decision to find out for himself what the living conditions of these remote latitudes were really ‘like’. At different times he instanced what he called his ‘power of facing unpleasant facts’, his love for the natural world, ‘growing things’ and the annual replenishment of the seasons, and his desire to forward the cause of democratic socialism and oppose the menace of Fascism. In my paper, I will venture to indicate that a colonial sensitivity similar in origin yet different in expression lies in the two writings whose authors happened to be both insider-born and outsider-bred subjects of the British Empire.At various points in his essays – notably in ‘Why I Write’ but also in his popular occasional column As I Please – George Orwell gave us an account of what made him tick, as it were, and of what supplied the motive for his work. The correspondence and the short essay possess similar characteristics, so much so that their comparison seems to be a fertile ground for analysis. A most thought-provoking exemplar of it being ‘Marrakech’, an essay first published in a collection entitled New Writing (1939). More often discussed and widely known is George Orwell’s depiction of colonialism.
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S: Arcadia, Near Aden” and constitutes the first part of a series of five letters, all reminiscences about the North African coast. In a letter to his friend and fellow-humourist-to-be, Harry Secombe, there is a short, intriguing part that can be dated circa early 1943 which bears the designation: „S. What if the founding father of British radio comedy and the famous broadcaster and author of dystopian social criticism were brought together within one analysis? An aspect rarely considered when looking into the oeuvre of Spike Milligan is the sharp criticism of colonial rule present in his war memoirs.
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