Thanks,
Paul
Paul McCord
Paul Hanley <spr...@airmail.net> wrote in message
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As in AF I do not believe that power was seized in the beginning for it's
own sake, but I think that Orwell was merely saying that power corrupts, and
without the checks and balances of the democratic institutions it could lead
anywhere. I do think he literally felt that totalitarianism could lead to a
state where the retention of power was the main concern (the boot in the
face). We even see that in the democratic countries where all elected
representatives work to remain so, often at the expense of their principles.
In Canada we have a Prime Minister who we rarely hear from, knowing that to
stay in power all he has to do is not make any glaring mistakes because the
serious opposition to him is divided but where is the leadership.
We are fortunate that we have a somewhat free press and democracy has
established itself very firmly in the last fifty years but in 1949 the fear
was very real.
Tim
Flink Poyd wrote in message <807g84$3do$1...@bgtnsc03.worldnet.att.net>...
To use an example from Orwell. Remember the prolitariates? Well, I think
that's what we need to look into. The subaltern/people in liminal position
do have a voice. They, too, need to be heard. And the important thing is,
they do not have to remain in a perpetual victim position. They, too, can be
empowered.
Joyce
Is the high-low culture thing a purely western pattern? Seriously, I'm
ignorant. How is public reception of literature different elsewhere?
/MAB
Timothy LeMaire wrote in message ...
Oho.
Think you've got something there.
Whole text of the story is available at www.sfw.org/books/wyndham.html
Including this:
" A wild, incredible age. An age of nations and wars. . . Perhaps it
was hardly necessary to go back so far. . . There were so many things
that existed then which
had ceased to be. So many conditions of life that were now no more than
an evil, alluring dream. . . After that, there had been the abolition of
war. The abolition of nationality. The abolition of social inequalities.
The abolition of the barbarisms of competition. The control or abolition
of every form of animal or insect life. The control of climate, with the
consequent abolition of extremes of temperature, or discomforts of
tempest. The almost absolute abolition of disease. Finally, the
abolition of pain, complete and final, as evidenced by the fact that he
felt no smallest discomfort from the operation which must have been
performed upon him.
So mankind had risen and proved its strength, coming to a serene
supremacy over the follies and failures of earlier millenniums, and over
the physical forces to
which they had once succumbed. And so, at last, for five hundred years,
they had endured a life which was without difference or result: without
hope or fear,
except the fear of its individual end, which would now approach, at a
steady pace, to a settled date, until now, to break the monotony of
eventless years, a new idea
had been born. It had originated in the mind of Pilwin-C6P and was no
less than that the incompetence of the Creator should be challenged and
demonstrated by
the universal suicide of mankind...."
Which is what happens when Socialists Don't Believe In Fun, isn't it?
Hey, greg, why don'tcha get back into academia? You could tease a
publication out of this one in no time flat.
(BTW Mr. S. Fowler Wright is *not* in the Complete Works index. But it
sounds like he ought to be.)
/MAB
And these:
A man who is the only 20th-century consciousness in a sterilized future
world. (Last man In Europe, anyone?)
A young woman who has spent her life "passing" but who "knew herself to
have many criminal impulses which she dared not show," who lives in a
common residence with 99 others like herself.
"...A plate of some pink substance which, apart from its color, had the
appearance of grated cheese..."
Re: life before the great rationalization of everything: "...It was
horrible. Pain. Heat. Cold. Quarrels. Bad food. Diseases. All sorts of
muddle and dirt. Even insects under your clothes."
Secret meetings between a couple who not only can't publicly acknowledge
their association, but can't publicly acknowledge any strong feeling
about anything or anyone.
And then in Chapter 16,
Smith: "Have you considered... The old belief that we may be possessed
of immortal spirits?..."
The Spokesman For The System: "Will you tell me you believe that?"
...........................
Gratuitous killer robot. Drive-in Academy Award to Vinetta for saying,
"You are not hurt? I am so glad!" 24,999,998 dead bodies. Joe Bob says
check it out.
Yes, it's pretty heavy on the Zamyatin & Huxley, especially the Huxley
-- but there are some new elements in the above that *do* sound an awful
lot like __1984__.
Hm.
/MAB
>
>I've heard alot of praises about 1984, about how visionary it is, and how it
>has grasped the ideology of totalitarianism. However, under contemporary
>climate, 1984 seems out of date and passed its era.
Ever have a happy meal, or been downsized? Ever noticed MTV propagating
"conformity is rebellion?"
"I have made a ceaseless effort not to ridicule, not to bewail, not to scorn
human actions, but to understand them" -Spinoza
"The ridiculing and scorn, that's just gravy."-Courage
I'm not the world's best-read person, but I have to say that the above
paragraph makes greater use of the word 'abolition' than any other paragraph
I have ever read.
Wonder if Mr. Wright was influenced by the bad Zamyatin translation?
> " So mankind had risen and proved its strength, coming to a serene
>supremacy over the follies and failures of earlier millenniums, and over
>the physical forces to
>which they had once succumbed. And so, at last, for five hundred years,
>they had endured a life which was without difference or result: without
>hope or fear,
>except the fear of its individual end, which would now approach, at a
>steady pace, to a settled date, until now, to break the monotony of
>eventless years, a new idea
>had been born. It had originated in the mind of Pilwin-C6P and was no
>less than that the incompetence of the Creator should be challenged and
>demonstrated by
>the universal suicide of mankind...."
>
>
>Which is what happens when Socialists Don't Believe In Fun, isn't it?
>
>Hey, greg, why don'tcha get back into academia? You could tease a
>publication out of this one in no time flat.
For the record, Madame, they probably wouldn't have me. Let me acquit myself
here and now lest anyone misconstrue my ravings against academia as
post-participatory bitterness; the five and one-half years I spent in a
cloud of pot smoke at school as *student* could never be anything but a
precious and really confusing memory. I *am* a college graduate, if a bad
speller and closet post-mod 'natterer', but have never been, and would never
willingly become, even at gun-point or sabre-edge or Zulu spear, an
academic.
>(BTW Mr. S. Fowler Wright is *not* in the Complete Works index. But it
>sounds like he ought to be.)
Yep. One would have thought Davison's inky thumbs would have discovered and
probed Fowler Wright at some point.
Greggie the non-footnote type.
> Don't know if this has been discussed but at this web site
> http://www.sfw.org/books/eplfull.html is a mention of a novel called 'The
> Adventure Of Wyndham Smith' published in 1938 in GB, described as "a
> striking dystopian fantasy". Would this be a book the creator of Winston
> Smith might have read?
Might this have been a stab at our old Vorticist-fascist pal Wyndham Lewis,
who I assume is the much sniped-at newspaper columnist "Timothy Shy" of
Orwell essay fame?
Alan.
Sorry, Alan, here comes the nit-nurse.
The Timothy Shy pseudonym (called by Orwell once a "professional R.C"
and once "a stinking R.C." -- both times in private correspondence)
conceals D.B.Wyndham Lewis. He wrote humour columns in the Press, in the
mode of Beachcomber -- nearest US equivalent might be a mixture of
Robert Benchley and/or Alexander Woolcott, but not really much like
either. Some of his pieces are still quite funny, and he pioneered [ or
at any rate used] some of the regular devices used by *Private Eye*,
such as fake newspaper stories about fake celebrities, stories made up
of parodies of headlines, imaginary interviews, comments on Press
misprints, unfinished paragraphs saying "see P.19 Col 3", etc. He was
also allied with Beachcomber (and in a sense with the ChesterBelloc) as
a propagandist for Roman Catholic views, with a complementary distaste
for aspects of the modern and/or Protestant worlds, among which he
included professional cricket.
Wyndham Lewis (usually known thus, but called Percy) was the painter,
poet, critic, polemicist, novelist, Vorticist, friend of
Pound/Joyce/Eliot/Yeats, called by Eliot "one of the permanent masters
of style in the English Language" though loathed by Leavis, and, in an
Orwellian context, friend in later life of Julian Symons who wrote
affectionately about him.
Tom
--
Tom Deveson
> Sorry, Alan, here comes the nit-nurse.
That's OK - this was a sort of stalking horse for the nit-nurse, if that's
enough of a mixed metaphor for you. Any relation between the two? And might
the novel still be a reference to one or the other (presumably Percy)?
Alan.
Care to explain? The novel *does* have a good bit of fascism in it. In
fact, the *1938* discussion of mass extermination, via cremation of all
things, is extremely creepy.
/MAB
--
jo...@sirius.com
Believe me, the above was not meant as a slam. And if it's any comfort,
during seven years of supposed higher education my pattern was to find
the most independent student organization on campus (two newspapers & a
welfare rights clinic, respectively) & hole up in its office for the
duration, emerging when absolutely necessary to maintain a B-minus
average.
I do sometimes wish I'd gone to school properly.
/MAB
Your pardon, sirs. What is a Vorticist, please?
/MAB
Briefly, Vorticism was a specifically English contribution to Modernist
art just before WW1. It was a brief movement, mainly dominated by
Wyndham Lewis through his publicity as much as his painterly skill. It
was related to much of the abstract art going on around 1914. Lewis
edited a magazine called BLAST, a puce-coloured periodical of which one
issue came out in summer 1914, the other (and last) in 1915.
There's a William Roberts painting, *The Vorticists at the Café de la
Tour Eiffel* in which the painters together with Ezra Pound are seen
holding copies of BLAST. It was pioneering in its use of lettering and
graphic design. The artists used techniques inspired by aerial
photography which anticipated Malevich (Vorticism is akin to Malevich's
Suprematism as well, probably because both were influenced by Cubism and
Futurism).
Pound invented the name Vorticism, and said it was different from
Futurism because "Futurism is descended from Impressionism. It is, in so
far as it is an art movement, a kind of accelerated Impressionism. It is
a spreading or surface art, as opposed to Vorticism, which is
intensive." The idea was to create an image of intense, inrushing
perspective -- a vortex.
Pound also wrote: "The image is not a idea. It is a radiant node or
cluster; it is what I can, and must perforce, call a VORTEX, from which,
and through which, and into which ideas are constantly rushing. In
decency one can only call it a VORTEX. And from this necessity came the
name 'Vorticism'.
When BLAST came out, there was a BLAST dinner and a BLAST party at a
night-club run by Strindberg's second wife. The magazine had columns
headed Blast and Bless (an idea taken form Apollinaire who had used
Merde instead of Blast) praising and damning a whole range of people and
institutions. It had a review of and long translated extracts from
Kandinsky's *Concerning the Spiritual in Art*
Other artists associated with Vorticism were David Bomberg and, to a
degree, Epstein (in his sculpture Rockdrill) and Gaudier-Brzeska -- the
idea was to show a kind of dynamic brutal energy, echoing the mechanical
barbarity that was about to engulf Europe.
Tom
--
Tom Deveson
Nor is he in Kingsley Amis's *New Maps of Hell* which are the lectures
on science fiction he gave at Princeton in 1959 and include two whole
chapters on utopias, including those which are malevolently totalitarian
and those founded on mistaken notions of benevolence.
Without use of sabre-edge or Zulu spear -- tell us, Greg, what other
gold nuggets you have in reserve.
Tom
--
Tom Deveson
One interesting idea about Wright at the site is this, from someone named
Brian Stabelford- that some of Fowler Wright's books are now unfamiliar
because they had very small print runs, so that "one is tempted to speculate
that they might have been assisted to disappear because they were considered
a threat to morale once the war they had prophesied actually began." Given
the superb timing of GO's book, as well as its much superior writing, you
might think _1984_ came to eclipse earlier efforts by other writers because
the war was over. And the 'War is Peace' Cold War sensibiltiy wasn't really
prophetic of any coming war. On the other hand, FW's mechanical
bounty-hunters is rather original in its way and was probably more scary,
and seemingly imminent, than any such speculations in Wells or anyone else
who has supposedly influenced GO. From what I've read of Wright, 'unjustly
neglected' is a bit of a stretch, but he was full of good ideas.