Here is the influential article written, under a pseudonym, in 1948 in which Orwell explores the issue of how personal happiness may or may not conflict with the political philosophy of socialism, by sharing his own timeless views and looking at English literature.
Eric Arthur Blair was an English novelist, poet, essayist, journalist and critic who wrote under the pen name of George Orwell. His work is characterised by lucid prose, social criticism, opposition to all totalitarianism (both fascism and stalinism), and support of democratic socialism.
Orwell is best known for his allegorical novella Animal Farm (1945) and the dystopian novel Nineteen Eighty-Four (1949), although his works also encompass literary criticism, poetry, fiction and polemical journalism. His non-fiction works, including The Road to Wigan Pier (1937), documenting his experience of working-class life in the industrial north of England, and Homage to Catalonia (1938), an account of his experiences soldiering for the Republican faction of the Spanish Civil War (1936–1939), are as critically respected as his essays on politics, literature, language and culture.
Orwell's work remains influential in popular culture and in political culture, and the adjective "Orwellian"—describing totalitarian and authoritarian social practices—is part of the English language, like many of his neologisms, such as "Big Brother", "Thought Police", "Room 101", "Newspeak", "memory hole", "doublethink", and "thoughtcrime". In 2008, The Times named Orwell the second-greatest British writer since 1945.
So, I've known Orwell is a great novelist, having read both the Animal Farm and 1984, but I had no idea how good of an essayist he was. His observations are sharp, which is most notable in his short essay "You and the Atom Bomb". Here he predicts the coming atomic age, not as an age of liberation but an age of further entrenchment of power. Correctly he assumes that the great powers will only use this weapon to further their own goals at the expense of smaller nations. You don't need to be especially politically literate to see this in the present political climate.
So to answer the question in the title. Can Socialists be Happy? Yes and no, I think. The state of the world we find ourselves in leaves much to be desired. We are not inching towards fascism, we are running head first towards it. On the other hand, the opposition is becoming organised, grassroots movements are more and more visible, and overall, the next generation sees clearly the dangers of fascism and authoritarianism. So care about your fellow human beings, analyse the material conditions we find ourselves in, and believe, that a better world is possible.
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absolutely banger collection — a must read for anyone who wants to better understand orwell’s political ideals and the events that formed them as ever, his wittiness shines through and the open criticisms illuminate the powerful moral questions that gnaw at him — the final essay in particular shines a novel light into the world of 1984
We do spend most of our time chasing/dreaming about/aspiring to build or yearn for a form of utopia to rid all of our grievances. And however terrible it may seem, or is, we can’t afford to forget the fact that people, are all we have. And, of all the ideals that one could fantasise about, this is possibly, the only tangible one.
Good collection of essays from Orwell. Some are better than others, therefore 4/5 stars. Also, it would’ve been nice if they added the publication years of each essay. All the reader knows is that they’ve been written between 1931 and 1948, which is a broad span for themes like the atomic bomb.
Bad news for socialists: Hell is just so much easier to imagine than Heaven!
When designing a utopia, one runs into the problem that happiness is only convincing so long as it as incomplete. Utopia, meaning both ‘the good place’ and ‘no place’, signifies a place which does not, cannot, and, perhaps, should not exist. Built as a negation of society’s problems, the utopia is a fantastic thought experiment but a tediously simple place to live. “Nearly all creators of Utopia have resembled the man who has a toothache, and therefore thinks happiness consists in not having a toothache.” Trying to imagine utopia, Orwell argues, only betrays the architect’s emptiness. Instead, he says, we must only concern ourselves with the direction of travel.
So, the answer to the titular question? Socialists may be happy so long as they are also simple. A great win for members of the Socialist Workers Party ;)
I have not rated this collection as it seems inappropriate to give Orwell less than 5 stars. However, as much as these small format collections are good ideas, why is there no reference to the original publications? Not even the year published!
A seried of essays. For two or so, I did not really care, some were interesting, some outright fantastic. It did give me new perspectives and I find many of the presented thoughts still applicable today.
It's not bad per se, and there are some nice thoughts and anecdotes; but it's not what I was expecting. I guess I am also not a big fan of essays (or reading a book that's just a compilation of essays from an author). I quite prefer George Orwell when writing novels. The essayist feels too snobbish.
"Whoever tried to imagine perfection simply reveals his own emptiness"
Este é o ensaio cujo título provocador dá nome à mais recente coletânea de textos de George Orwell editada pela Penguin Books. Nele, discute-se o problema do estabelecimento de regimes políticos cujas linhas de ação coincidem com aquilo que, antes, era apenas arquitetado pelos sonhadores, para a manutenção do conceito de utopia. O socialismo, quando eficazmente aplicado, coloca uma questão de peso ao imaginário utópico: como impedir que o patamar de progresso finalmente alcançado não redunde no seu oposto – como impedir que o aperfeiçoamento social se traduza numa obra de Aldous Huxley?
Se é sabido que, sem experienciar grandes tristezas, é impossível ter consciência do valimento das grandes alegrias, é também certo que uma projeção utópica só existe na medida em que supera a imperfeição da realidade vivida. Assim, uma utopia só existe enquanto tal se houver um elemento de contraste entre o real e o imaginário, o efetivo e o possível, o agora e o algures no tempo. Num universo hipotético em que os princípios da esquerda moderada encontram a sua concretização plena e temporalmente ilimitada, a utopia concretizada está destinada a esvair-se no ideal coletivo. Ou seja:
"these pictures of 'eternal bliss' always failed because as soon as the bliss became eternal (eternity being thought of as endless time), the contrast ceased to operate."
Será, então, uma falácia a ilusão de que, uma vez atingido o ápice da civilização, as pessoas viverão mais harmoniosa e alegremente? Não será sensato esperar que a natureza humana abandone a sua característica insatisfação – mas isso é um risco para o projeto sociopolítico socialista alcançado a tanto custo. Constituirá um fim em si mesma a construção de uma realidade de acordo com as diretrizes de um determinado quadrante ideológico? Talvez, mas não é esta a principal preocupação de Orwell – é, em vez disso, a da dificuldade da manutenção do equilíbrio frágil entre a conquista da utopia e a racionalização extrema das potencialidades humanas. Retirando a insatisfação do quadro de possibilidades, resta-nos uma população estagnada no planalto da civilização: desenvolvida e igualitária, mas infeliz.
"All 'favourable' Utopias seem to be alike in postulating perfection while being unable to suggest happiness."
Oitenta e dois anos depois da publicação de Can Socialists Be Happy?, no jornal Tribune, caminhamos no sentido oposto àquele que poderia assegurar-nos uma concretização harmoniosa e alegre de uma hipotética utopia: um desenvolvimento científico e tecnológico acompanhado de forma sustentada pelo fomento da componente humanística da formação do indivíduo. Em vez disso, aprofunda-se o desequilíbrio evidente entre o apoio ao raciocínio matemático e o incentivo à produção artística, filosófica e literária. Insiste-se num investimento voltado para o futuro, sem uma consciência consolidada do passado. O próprio futuro é arquitetado sobre alicerces utilitários, orgulho maior da sociedade digital, racional, mecanizada e automatizada em que o indivíduo ideal é uma unidade de produtividade.
Em suma, será que os socialistas podem ser felizes? Podem - se incluirmos na nossa utopia, paralelamente aos ideais de democracia, progresso científico e igualdade social, uma matriz cultural que permita às pessoas reconhecer em si mesmas o potencial para a criação de felicidade e plenitude.
Perhaps the most instructive lesson I took from this collection of essays is that there is nothing like the past to illuminate the present’s progress. And I do mean illuminate. It is one thing to read about medical progress, and quite another to read anecdotes about early 20th century European public hospitals. What struck me most is how Orwell preaches dignity for the poor while also sometimes sneering at them. This is most prominent towards the global, non-Western poor, where Orwell’s analysis is superficial and often racist.
Still, I resonated with some of the essays, particularly the ones about writers. I also found his writing about his own personal experiences to be the most impactful, such as his essays on war and the spike. As for the title, there is wisdom in his line, “The wiser course would be to say that there are certain lines along which humanity must move, the grand strategy is mapped out, but detailed prophecy is not our business. Whoever tries to imagine perfection simply reveals his own emptiness.” And I agree with him about socialism’s objective: not total happiness, which is unattainable and results in dystopia that dilutes humanity’s essence, but human brotherhood.
A very interesting and compelling series of essays - I didn’t like the one about sports that much.
“The question only arises because in exploring the physical universe man has made no attempt to explore himself. Much of what goes by the name of pleasure is simply an effort to destroy consciousness.”
Nearly all creators of utopia have resembled the man who has toothache, and therefore thinks happiness consists in not having toothache. They wanted to produce a perfect society by an endless continuation of something that had only been valuable because it was temporary.
nice little selection of essays from Orwell. I've read Down and Out in Paris and My Catalonia from him already, so some parts were very familiar here. My favorite was the last chapter, You and the Atom Bomb