1984- Fact or Fiction

 

Abstract: Through a historical lens, this essay discusses how George Orwell’s famous dystopic novel, 1984 ,should be acclaimed less for its quality as a work of fiction and more for its attempt to prompt social activism during a time when western civilization needed motivation most. To start, many of the characters in the novel are thinly veiled caricatures of real-life people with important roles in world history; and from those characters, none are portrayed as heroes which downplays the virtues of humans. Similarly weak is Orwell’s attempt to imagine a distinct setting for 1984. In short, Orwell rejects the development of literary elements that will draw in the reader in favor of a tone, setting and characters that are not well received by the reader.  For Orwell, it is less important that people appreciate the artistic nuances of his novel than they respond to it by rejecting totalitarianism.

 

Totalitarianism is defined as “Of or relating to centralized control by an autocratic leader or hierarchy” (Merriam-Webster). Since the establishment of modern Western democracy in the 18th century, there have been three primary attempts at such a government: Hitler’s Nazi Party in the 1920’s and 30’s; Mussolini’s National Fascist Party during the same period; and the Communist Party of Josef Stalin during and after World War II, which persisted the longest and brought the world to the brink of nuclear annihilation for over four decades. In the 20th century, these three totalitarian states presented a consistent and serious threat to the so-called “free world,” and of these, the Stalinist regime in the Soviet Union represented the direst threat. From his rise to power in 1922 to his death in 1953, Stalin and the Soviet Communist Party, influenced greatly by Karl Marx, ruled with an iron fist and established themselves as a very effective political counterpoint to the fundamental principles of democracy: freedom of expression and thought, individual opportunity to rise or fall in fortune depending on one’s desire and talents(Gitlow, Comrade). As the world struggled to recover from the horrors of World War II, and quickly descended into the Cold War, it was unclear whether any nation would be able to prevent a Soviet takeover.

During this era, when most of the world saw the color red as synonymous with the enemy, and the Soviet Union had developed enough of a nuclear arsenal to obliterate western Europe and the United States, many leading thinkers and artists in the Western world offered visions for the ultimate outcome of the great strife between Soviet communism and Western democracy. Among them, noted authors such as George Orwell predicted that, without resistance from all members of free societies, the fatalism of the totalitarian state could overwhelm the optimism of democracy. Orwell’s experience with European imperialists and Marxism prior to and during the Second World War directly influenced his portrayal of a dystopian world in his famous novel, 1984. Despite the fact that 1984 is one of the most widely read literary works of the 20th Century, it should be acclaimed less for its quality as a work of fiction than for its attempt to prompt social activism during a time when western civilization needed motivation most.

Eric Arthur Blair, better known by his pen name, George Orwell, was an English author and critic who lived in the first half of the 20th century. Orwell traveled for much of his life around Europe observing the differences between societal classes and was fascinated by the oppressive forces that render society discontented and fearful (Leab, Daniel J). The most powerful of these forces during Orwell’s time was the Soviet Union under the rule of Joseph Stalin. Orwell would use this force as a theme in many of his literary works. His most famous pieces, Animal Farm and 1984, contain thinly-disguised references to Stalin and the Soviet Union in character, setting, and theme. However, although 1984 was widely read, it was unsuccessful in terms of the author’s intended impact for the novel: to unite the free world against the Soviet Union and the spread of totalitarian government, as the world became ever more starkly defined by the divide between Western democracy and Soviet communism.

    Although 1984 is considered by some to be one of the greatest works of science fiction of all time, it actually presents little fiction at all (Lynch, Sean) . To begin with, many of the characters in the novel are thinly veiled caricatures of real-life people with important roles in world history. The most obvious example of this is seen in the resemblance of Big Brother to Josef Stalin. All the way down to the mustache Orwell does little to differentiate the supreme ruler in his novel from that of the Soviets. Orwell’s primary intention for the novel – to inspire people to take action against the spread of totalitarianism – undermines the novel’s literary quality. In terms of supporting a strong narrative with compelling characters, Orwell’s portrayal of Big Brother as a man who does not have a name largely fails, and is distracting and cause for imaginative criticism (Asimov, Isaac). Consider also the obvious similarity between the character Emmanuel Goldstein in the novel and the great political leader Leon Trotsky of the Soviet Union. Trotsky was Stalin’s chief opponent for rule over the Soviet Union, and in order to ensure public support Stalin portrayed Trotsky as a villain while representing himself as a hero who came swooping in to save the day for Soviet society. We see a similar scapegoating of the character Goldstein in the novel, only in the story Big Brother is on the receiving end of Goldstein’s unfair social crucifixion (Asimov Isaac). Even the physical descriptions of Goldstein and Trotsky are similar: Goldstein, like Trotsky, has a “lean Jewish face, with a great fuzzy aureole of white hair and a small goatee beard” (Orwell, George). But these direct comparisons between real-life figures and primary characters in the novel actually distract more than inspire the reader, and in effect weaken the story, since the reader is not asked by the author to fully engage his or her imagination in the development of the plot or in the consideration of character.

Ironically, the main difference between the characters in 1984 and those in real life during the time of Soviet rule is that Orwell offers no heroes in the book. Orwell downplays the actual and potential virtues of humanity and makes all his characters weak or sadistic in one way or another (Asimov, Isaac). Regardless of whether or not this was intentional, it is difficult for the reader to sympathize with Orwell on this issue for in every historical period of tyranny, there have always been brave individuals willing to die for their opposition to that tyranny and for the cause of overthrowing regimes that advance that tyranny. Those who dedicate themselves to such a worthy cause remain luminous in the dark corners of history; however, in 1984, Orwell gives us no such humanitarian lights. Rather, Orwell presents a world where compliance with the totalitarian regime is complete, and the resistance contemplated by Winston and his counterpart, Julia, is only temporary and ineffective. In the end, there is no escape for any member of 1984’s society from the repression of Big Brother. The fact that Orwell chooses, or fails, to provide characters capable of successfully resisting totalitarianism in the novel is not only at odds with human history but may be one of the primary reasons why the novel failed to deliver the societal impact the author intended it to have. People are roused to action more by hope than by despair, and 1984 ultimately fails to offer enough messages of hope to foster the kind of social movement Orwell thought was necessary to defeat Stalinism and whatever forms of totalitarianism would be spawned by it.

Other literary elements of the novel are similarly weak. For example, Orwell seems to have put little effort into imagining a distinctive setting in 1984; the setting of the novel is barely distinguishable from the real-world setting of the Soviet empire. Although the novel is supposed to be set in London in the year 1984, it is evident that the setting is more like Moscow, 1000 miles to the east of London, in the early to middle 20th Century. Orwell claims to be predicting a revolution in Great Britain, however he is really simply retelling what had already occurred in the USSR. Orwell’s creation of a setting only superficially different from real life, in a novel that asks a lot of the reader—to believe in a fantastical future in which individualism has been eliminated—does little to help draw the reader in and become fully engaged with the story. The fact that certain plot elements reinforce the sense that there is little difference between the novel’s setting and the Soviet capital under Stalin also does little to invest the reader in the novel beyond a certain level of intellectual curiosity. For instance, the series of purges that Ingsoc, or the English Socialist Party, undergoes in the novel quickly recalls to the reader the series of purges that the Soviet party went through in the 1930’s. There is little attempt by Orwell to use fresh fictional details in building the setting for 1984, and while this fact does not take away from the seriousness of the novel, it causes the reader to become distracted, even preoccupied, by the similarities between other world historical events and periods and the novel’s plot (Bossche, Edmond Van Den).

In the end, Orwell’s 1984 delivers a certain raw beauty and power as a work of literature. It is not, however, a great work of art in the way that other masterpieces of world literature, such as Dostoyevsky’s Crime and Punishment or Twain’s Huckleberry Finn, are. 1984 does not, like these stories, offer the reader extraordinary characterization, memorable plot, and settings that recall real-life places and time periods yet nonetheless stimulate the imagination. In a sense, 1984 tries to repel the reader rather than engage him. Orwell rejects the development of literary elements that will draw in the reader in favor of a tone, setting and characters that are distasteful.  For Orwell, it is less important that people appreciate the artistic nuances of his novel than that they respond to it by rejecting totalitarianism.

Many authors, such as Charles Dickens and Jonathan Swift, have used the novel form of literature to encourage social change. And other works of the science fiction genre have relied upon a dystopian vision of the future to promote a more critical public consideration of issues such as technology and political theory in the present day. 1984 aspires to do both of these things, but it is uninspiring in its effort. 1984 has been acclaimed as a masterpiece of science fiction, but it is not much of either science or fiction, except for the fact that it is set in the future. Regardless of what genre this novel belongs in, its noble intention is undermined by its literary flaws. One can accept a troubling vision of the future, and perhaps even be moved to rebel against that future, if the vision provides a ray of hope. 1984 provides no such hope, and Orwell’s unimaginative setting and characters do not help the reader get past the bleak forecast to care about the plot outcomes. Ultimately, people care more about people and what happens to them than about political theory. Orwell seems to have forgotten that truth in 1984, and while it is not essential that a story be appealing to be meaningful, a story whose characters and setting have no appeal, which provides no reason for optimism, and which does little to engage the imagination of the reader, can never incite the degree of real world social change Orwell hoped for.

 

Works Cited

Asimov, Isaac. “REVIEW OF 1984.” REVIEW OF 1984 By Isaac Asimov I. N.p., n.d. Web. 20 Feb. 2016.

Bossche, Edmond Van Den. “THE MESSAGE FOR TODAY IN ORWELL’S ‘1984’” The New York Times. The New York Times, 31 Dec. 1983. Web. 29 Feb. 2016.

Gitlow Comrade. “Soviet and American Communist Parties.” Soviet and American Communist Parties. Library of Congress, n.d. Web. 21 Mar. 2016.

Leab, Daniel J. “George Orwell: An Exhibition from the Daniel J. Leab Collection, Brown University Library.” Brown University Library. Brown University, Sept. 1997. Web. 16 Mar. 2016.

Lynch, Sean. “1984: An Alternative Analysis of the Classic Dystopian Novel.”Understanding Weakness. WordPress, 09 Sept. 2012. Web. 29 Feb. 2016.

Merriam-Webster. Merriam-Webster, n.d. Web. 16 Mar. 2016.

Orwell, George, and Mike Dean. 1984. Harlow: Pearson Education, 2003. Print.

January AOM

        Author Ernest Hemingway was born on July 21, 1899 in Cicero, Illinois. Though Hemingway grew up in the suburbs, he gained a love and appreciation for the outdoors at his family cabin in Michigan, which would later influence his writing. In his early career, Hemingway worked at a journalist for different newspapers in Cicero. In 1918, Hemingway was sent overseas to serve in WWI, where he gained his inspiration for his first novel, A Farewell to Arms. This piece chronicles the effects the war had on society, and more specifically, the veterans who had been wounded in action. This novel was inspired by his own injuries from war. Soon after, Hemingway wrote, The Sun Also Rises, deriving the central theme of the novel from his own life. Many of Hemingway’s pieces connect to personal experience, or a general feeling of society at the time. Hemingway can be placed in the modernist genre of writing, with central themes of war and tragedy. Though some of Hemingway’s most notable pieces of writing have been novels, he is also highly acclaimed for his short stories, including “A Clean, Well Lighted Place”, and “The End of Something”.

        “A Clean, Well Lighted Path” begins with two waiters watching an old man drink at their cafe, waiting for him to pay his tab.The old man is described as rich, and the younger waiter questions the man’s need to drink alone at a cafe so late at night. Though the young waiter is clearly frustrated that the old man will not leave, the older waiter is patient, if not understanding of the old man’s situation. The cafe, the older waiter explains, is a far cleaner and more enjoyable place to drink than any bar would be for the old man. It becomes evident that the older waiter is able to relate to the old man because he too finds solace in a serene place to drink. He too wishes not to go home, but to find a place where he can peacefully numb himself to the world. Much like many of his other pieces, this short story contains numerous connections to Hemingway’s life. In his later years, Hemingway struggled with drinking problems, as well as severe depression, and despite his success in writing, he was unhappy. The theme being portrayed in this story, is that success or money does not produce happiness, a lesson much learned by Hemingway.

        “The End of Something” follows a young man named Nick, as he decides to end a short lived summer relationship with his girlfriend Marjorie. His reasoning for their split is that she is no longer fun, and as a result, he has grown tired of her. While the story surrounds the end of this young relationship, it also comments on the “end” of the prosperity of the town they had lived in. The ends of these signifies the end of an outdated lifestyle, one where the prosperity of a town could be determined by its proximity to mills and factories, and where men and women got married at a young age after only dating for a short period of time, due to convenience. Though this story is of the fictional genre, many aspects are taken directly from Hemingway’s life. During a short time in his early 20s, Hemingway dated a woman named Marjorie, but their relationship was ended by the time the summer had concluded. The story is also set in Michigan, where Hemingway spent many of his days as a teenager at his cabin.

        Though these two short stories maintain very different themes, the main connection that they share is their relevance in Hemingway’s life. Both portray a reality for Hemingway, though at different points in his life. “The End of Something” illustrates a young Hemingway, with the desire for a lifestyle of freedom and newness as he lets go of a relationship that he felt held him back from the life he wished to live. This idea embodies the feelings of the early 20th century, when the story was written. “A Clean, Well Lighted Path” demonstrates the later, and darker side of Hemingway’s life, when alcohol and depression began to takeover his life. In this struggle, Hemingway discovered that his wealth did not make his happiness.

         Hemingway’s writings follow the progression of his life. As a younger man, he wrote of his relationships and sentiments towards the war. In his later years, he reflected on his life, and his writing became far more philosophical. Though Hemingway led an incredible and full life, as chronicled by his many writings, he committed suicide at the age of 62. His failing health, both physical and mental, led to the decision to end his own life. Though he is gone, his legacy remains within his stories of personal triumphs, failures, and achieved levels of understanding.

It’s the Little Things

Over recent years, I have realized that there are a few key everyday ingredients in my life that I have become increasingly grateful for. These people and activities are the vital aspects to my day-to-day happiness. It would be selfish of me to keep these things to myself, so, here is the prescription for happiness that I have discovered and am extremely grateful for:

  1. 9 hours of uninterrupted slumber
  2. 15 minutes spent enjoying a scorching hot shower
  3. 30 minutes spent indulging in a balanced breakfast with the parentals
  4. Thank the parentals for the delicious breakfast and everything else that they do
  5. 15 minutes spent gather materials for first adventure of the day (usually surfing)
  6. 4 hours spent commuting to and from surf destination
    1. Minimum 2 hours in the water
    2. Minimum 10 minutes spent consciously appreciating beach atmosphere
  7. Once back home, minimum 30 minutes must be spent cuddling with Chloe the cat on the heater.
  8. 30 minutes spent making parent lunch because he or she deserves it
  9. 3 more hours spent preparing and executing second adventure with friends
    1. Can include but not limited to: Hikes, bike rides, climbing adventures, or more surfing
  10. Once home again, minimum 1 hour spent eating dinner with family discussing the ups and downs of the day
  11. At this point the remainder of the day can either be spent relaxing at home with the family or going out again with friends

You see, it is every aspect of my day that I have learned to be grateful for, because I have found that when one can reach this level of appreciation, happiness becomes a choice. Not only does this make the failures or or shortcomings in life seem like less of a defeat, and more like a means of motivation, but reaching this level piece and understanding within one’s self allows for all new doors to open in life, with opportunity waiting around every corner. I am Captain Kirk and I approve of this message.

November WOM

Senioritis

Well November, you are the straw that broke the camel’s back, and through your relentless onslaught of homework and college applications, you have successfully left me a tired, unmotivated, beat down, empty shell of a senior. You have given me the terminal disease commonly known as senioritis, whose symptoms include short term memory loss, narcolepsy, and complete lack of motivation. It is unfortunate that I have come down with this illness at such an early part of the year, for that almost ensures a painful second semester. The only hope at this point is that the upcoming winter break is as rejuvenating as possible, and that it serves as a time without much stress, to reconsider the importance of finishing out this school year strong.

October WOM

Eager

This month the word that best describes me is “eager,” for both my scholastic life and my athletic life are in full boogy at this time of year. This brings me great excitement however with great excitement comes great anticipation, and there is nothing I have done more this month, than eagerly wait for one thing or another. In my scholarly endeavors, I am eager to finish my college applications so I can dedicate my time more to actual school work. On the athletic front, my water polo team is heading into the postseason which brings both joy and nerves. Competing for a spot in CCS is highly competitive thus resulting in many high stress games. Hopefully by next month many of these anticipatory worries will have subsided and I can have back some of my peace of mind.

Ms. Zumiez

Once upon a time there was a spanish teacher, who despite her best interest, could not gain control of her classroom. For the purposes of this story, we will refer to this individual as Ms. Zumiez. Now, in Ms. Zumiez’ class, any time she would try to lecture, it would be unsuccessful as a result of the student’s filibuster behavior. Students would talk, cheat, and eat breadsticks all while she would sit quietly on the other side of the room unable to do anything about the chaos. Her ignorant nature translated into a lack of control in the classroom setting making the class seem fantastic for all the delinquents; and after only a few weeks of school, I had already realized that her affluence over the kids was almost nonexistent. It was not until I got to spend a little time with her that I got to understand what the cause was for this insecurity.

It was a friday night and all the crepuscular tennagers were leaving their anti-social headquarters, the bedroom, around twilight. I, being one of these teenagers, had an invitation to a bonfire at the beach. Once I arrived at the beach, I had a very interesting walk to the fire itself. I was making my way down the beach taking note of the incredible sunset that was taking place, when out of nowhere, I heard a crunching sound resembling that of a plastic cereal bag being rolled back up. I looked down only to see that I had crushed what was to be a turtle. As I scanned my surrounding I noticed not only the hundreds of turtle eggs nuzzled into the sand, but the repulsive smell that resulted from the eggs being opened. I saw one turtle making a mad dash for the water, and then another, and another. Soon I found myself tip-toeing as delicately as possible, dancing just to avoid taking anymore innocent lives. That is when I noticed the obscure human shaped object off in the distance doing what seemed to be the same thing as I was.  The shape seemed familiar and I headed towards it to get a better look. What rays of light there were left in the sky I pleaded to, “Oh please Sun, give me enough light to confirm my suspicions”. I was correct, it was Ms. Zumiez frolicing about amongst the turtles. I walked over to say hello and noticed that she was not frothing around like I was but rather running around with the purpose of picking up unhatched eggs. I could tell that I startled her but none the less I tried to be nice and social. “Hello Ms. Zumiez!”

She replied, “What you don’t speak spanish outside of school?”

I was set back, not expecting that response and fumbled around the meaningless words in my brain unable to come up with a response in spanish.

She said, “You forget what you want to remember, and remember what you want to forget. Am I right? Don’t worry about it, i’m just giving you a hard time. You don’t have to speak to me in spanish outside of class.”

The clearly esoteric response dumbfounded me and the truth quickly became apparent how valid the statement was. This was the first time that I had made the connection that maybe her lack of effort in class was a result of her lack of interest in the subject, for her intelligence was certain.

I asked, “Okay, well what are you doing here?”

She replied, “I’m taking data on the number of unborn turtles. Ironically enough, I love studying marine biology.”

“So then why do you teach high school spanish?” I asked.

“It’s just what I thought I wanted to do when I graduated college” she replied.

I thought about it for a while, contemplating whether I wanted to give my teacher my advice so I said, “If I may, it sounds like you are much more interested in this biology stuff than teaching spanish.”

“That’s because I am” she stated.

We continued on conversing for about thirty minutes, the entire time us both forgetting about what plans we had originally intended. After some time I was able to convince her that the passion to do something she loves should overpower her laziness that is keeping her from going back to school and getting a degree. Ironically enough, this had never occurred to her and when I was telling her all this it seemed to me that she had an epiphany. At the end of the conversation we both went on to our now almost concluded original plans and saw each other again that next monday.

Although this conversation was unconventional, and possibly inappropriate for a teacher and a student to be having, I was proud that I was able to help such a lost women. At the end of that school year, Ms. Zumiez left the school and returned to college in pursuit of marine biology degree. Today, she happily study’s marine ecosystems on a daily basis and it prides me to know that not only was I responsible for making Ms. Zumiez  aware of her ignorant tendencies, but I showed her the value of happiness as well, a lesson everyone needs to learn in their lifetime.

September WOM

Ignorant-

    As the month of September is coming to an end, I have come to realize that the one thing that I have been most over the past month is ignorant. Up until this point, the significance of the next few months of my life has never truly registered. I now recognize that the rest of my life is resting on how much work I put into college applications over the next six weeks. I am not sure whether I turned a blind eye towards this realization subconsciously or whether it simply never crossed my mind; either way, I am grateful I had this epiphone and look forward to putting in maximum effort towards both current scholastic challenges as well as college applications.

Why?

If You are our shepherd, how could You this allow?

My son, my only son, why must he be taken.

Do not think less of me if I question Thou.

For years now, every week I bow,

Tell me again, who these prayers will awaken.

If You are our shepherd, how could You this allow?

You have asked of us a sacrifice, a sort of vow,

Tell me again why my family’s roots were shaken,

Do not think less of me if I question Thou.

The gunman walked onto campus, sweat on his brow,

Tell me again, how with a gun on his hip, religion was forsaken,

If You are our shepherd, how could You this allow?

He asked, “Christian?” – If yes. Pow.

Tell me again, your silence is deafening, tell me again, was I mistaken?

Do not think less of me if I question Thou.

In all of your goodness how can this happen now,

No good shepherd would allow a wolf’s lust to be thus slakened,

If You are our shepherd, how could You this allow?

Do not think less of me if I question Thou.

Wind

Wind: such a raw form of Mother Nature

that most in this day and age don’t fully appreciate.

So mysterious in its endeavors,

So powerful at its core.

One can use it to sail,

One can use it to surf.

The first form of long distance travel harnessed the wind,

The first forms of music involved our manipulation of the wind.

The next time you feel a gust of wind on your cheek,

stop and appreciate just how magnificent this phenomenon really is.

For wind both gives life, and takes life,

And should go undervalued no more.