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George Orwell:
A literary Trotskyist?
(1999)
A review of John Newsinger, Orwells
Politics (Macmillan Press, 1999).
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Orwell in Spain
Orwells arrival in Barcelona, the reddest of Spanish cities,
was, according to Crick, an accident. [16] Turned down for
the International Brigade by the British Communist Party,
Orwell eventually travelled to Spain under the auspices of
the Independent Labour Party (ILP) in December 1936.
Once in Barcelona, he signed up to the ILP affiliated POUM
militia as Eric Blair: grocer. He enthused over the tell tale
signs of workers at least superficially in charge or in the
saddle finding them startling and overwhelming.
Newsinger describes it thus:
Buildings were draped with red flags or with the red and black
flags of the anarchists, the walls were covered with the hammer
and sickle and the initials of revolutionary organizations, and
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almost all the churches had been destroyed. The shops and
cafes had been collectivized and the waiters and shop workers
treated customers as equals. The trains and taxis were all
painted black. Crowds of working class men and women filled
the streets while loudspeakers played revolutionary songs.
What particularly struck him was that as far as he could see the
rich had disappeared. This was, he recognized, something
worth fighting for. What Orwell had encountered in Barcelona
was a working class that was becoming a class for itself [17]
The thrill wore off once he hit the front line. Orwell was
dismayed by the conditions. As he says often in Homage to
Catalonia, it wasnt so much the squalid state of the muddy
trenches and drenched dugouts, or the terrifying abundance
of rats, or the infestations of lice, or the human excrement
caked everywhere that lowered his spirits that was just
war. It was the incessant boredom while waiting for action,
the inadequate training, and the antiquated weaponry with
which they were meant to fight the fascists stationed within
eyesight that he found frustrating. His sympathies were by
no means set when he arrived: he initially thought the
Communists were right to concentrate on fighting Franco by
building a more disciplined army. However, what kept him
fighting for the POUM even regretting later that he didnt
join was the realization that the Communist line was
effectively a counter-revolutionary one. It didnt merely stop
the revolution in its tracks. It actually meant putting back
the clock.
wingers were spilling at the time. All the stale old phrases! And
the unimaginative callousness of it! The sang-froid with which
London faced the bombing of Madrid! ... But here were the
very people who for 20 years had hooted and jeered at the
glory of war, at atrocity stories, at patriotism, even at physical
courage, coming out with stuff that with the alteration of a few
names would have fitted into the Daily Mail of 1918. If there
was one thing that the British intelligentsia were committed to,
it was the debunking version of war; the theory that war is all
corpses and latrines and never leads to any good result. Well,
the same people who in 1933 sniggered pityingly if you said
that in certain circumstances you would fight for your country,
in 1937 were denouncing you as a Trotsky-Fascist if you
suggested that the stories in New Masses about freshly
wounded men clamoring to get hack into the fighting might he
exaggerated. And the Left intelligentsia made their swing over
from War is hell to War is glorious not only with no sense
of incongruity but almost without any intervening stage.[46]
Notes