In the Sunday Times, Robert Harris celebrates the sixtieth anniversary of 1984, “certainly the most influential” novel ever written — and the work that destroyed George Orwell’s health, leaving him to be “killed by his own creation.”
As I write, the Daily Mail is reporting that “town halls are routinely using controversial ‘Big Brother’ surveillance laws to spy on their own employees”; the Los Angeles Times is describing a Republican party consultant as “a master of the black art of political newspeak”; The Village Voice is citing “a ripe example of doublethink”; and The Guardian is profiling a community leader “attacked as part of the PC thought police”.
Read the whole thing. Harris notes that 1984‘s importance extends beyond its excoriation of totalitarianism:
Nineteen Eighty-Four is a standing rebuke to all those who think history or biography can ever be superior to the novel. Big Brother, the Thought Police, Newspeak, Room 101, telescreens, Doublethink, the Two-Minute Hate, the Ministry of Love, 2+2=5, Airstrip One, unperson – one has only to list the words to realise how central Nineteen Eighty-Four has become to our collective imagination. But what put the ideas there in the first place, and what keeps them there still, is the story of Winston Smith and his doomed love affair with Julia, the girl in the oily overalls who works on the novel-writing machines in the Fiction Department.
Orwell, ravaged by TB, died six months after it was published.



I thought 1984 was a great book.
As did I.
I intend to read it again over the summer and, as i’m 3 years older now maybe i’ll appreciate it more and probably have a better undersanding i’m sure there’s many a thing that I overlooked or didn’t get the first time round.
We do take in information differently depending on where we’re at in life and what’s going on around us. That’s why I’m going to give *choke* THE GRAPES OF WRATH another try someday.
Obviously I was too immature to appreciate it. Hey! Maybe I should just stick with my homeboy Kanye’s masterpiece?
I can pop it like it’s hot with the best of them.
*scritchyscritchyscratch* (that was my dj revolin’ it).
I am one sad mofo. *heavy pathetic sigh*
revolVin’ it.
Dana Jean, are you sure you weren’t “reViolin’” it?
Perhaps.
I still have yet to read The Grapes of Wrath.
Of the two I think the latter is obvioulsy the best choice, modern day classic right there(!)
Also on a completely unrealted and somewhat nerdy note Dana Jean your name makes me smile as i’m a Phile, and easily pleased apparently.
Holly, I’m not sure if I should be flattered or insulted?
Flattered definitely.