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The Multiple Meanings of Orwellian Xmas

Nominal social obligation toolk me to a holiday office party at a restaurant in one of those nouveau shopping malls built to resemble a faux urban center. The blind flaneur appreciates the fact that these places have storefronts and sidewalks … Continue reading






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Orwell, Marx, and the Snake

George Orwell wrote in his diary on August 9, 1938: Caught a large snake in the herbaceous border beside the drive. About 2’ 6” long, grey colour, black markings on belly but none on back except, on the neck, a … Continue reading






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Welcome to the Blogosphere, George

The diaries f George Orwell from 1937 to 1942 will begin daily publishing as a blog . “The first entry will be posted on August 9, exactly 70 years to the day since the author of Animal Farm and Nineteen … Continue reading






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Down and Out in Paris: Postcards on Boule Mich

In Down and Out in Paris and London, George Orwell describes my Paris neighborhood as “a ravine of tall, leprous houses, lurching towards one another in queer attitudes, as though they had all been frozen in the act of collapse.” … Continue reading






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Down and Out in Paris: Battling the Bugs

In Down and Out in Paris and London, George Orwell describes my Paris neighborhood as “a ravine of tall, leprous houses, lurching towards one another in queer attitudes, as though they had all been frozen in the act of collapse.” … Continue reading






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