![]() The age of jazz in Europe and America, though in full swing just a few years before, ended with the spectacular ruination of the global economy 1929. Though the Great War had just concluded, the recoil reverberated still. For an observer of the world with a consciousness so set on utopian, socialist ends, while unrelentingly cynical about their ever coming to fruition, that particular year provided much fodder for writing. Whereas Orwell wrote “1984” as he succumbed to sickness - no doubt his nearness to that abyss aided in dramatizing for us what torturous isolation he saw when it stared back at him - “Down and Out” was his first major work, published in 1933 when Orwell was only 29. Ricks, an extraordinarily incisive work, I came across a title of Orwell’s I had never heard of: “Down and Out in Paris and London.” In my reading, I have found that books I enjoy tend to draw on others books I enjoy, and this was no exception. In a review of Churchill’s memoir, “Their Finest Hour” Orwell wrote highly of Churchill, that his musings were “more like those of a human being than of a public figure.” While reading a book about the two, “Churchill and Orwell - The Fight for Freedom” by Thomas E. ![]() ![]() Winston Smith, is of course, named for Winston Churchill, a man Orwell admired. ![]()
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