It is always difficult to review a book so widely read and appreciated. Especially one which is still relevant since the time it was written. I do not know anything about the Russian Revolution which this book is supposed to be based on nor am I well versed with the aristocratic/ political regimes of the world.
The title is so misleading, could have fooled me into thinking that this was a book about a farm where animals can talk and live together harmoniously... sort of like something Enid Blyton would write. But I have read 1984 so I know that isn't George Orwell's genre.
This book is about humans and their behavior portrayed by animals which does not in anyway reduce the relevance of what it tries to tell us. Each of these animals represents people or a segment of society we see in our everyday lives. And that being said everything that happens is what has probably happened and will probably keep happening as long as we continue to function as we do as a species.
I read 1984 a while back (my first dystopian) and the world created by Orwell has stuck with me till this day and Animal Farm I am sure is going to be no different. I recommend these 2 books to anyone and everyone.
I think that nobody has ever said [talking about this book]: haha, relatable. I think I am the first one saying that. (someone who grew up in a socialist country lol)
I liked the Animal Farm more than 1984- As for the 1984 nothing strange for me. I'm from Syria and I know that what he said is what we lived in the 80s and 90s but the prisons are much much worse. The Animal Farm 4 stars 1984- 3
Much like 1984, Orwell's dystopian masterpiece, Animal Farm is disquietingly morose and prophetic. In fact, if you substitute Hillary for "Snowball" and Donald for "Napoleon," it reads like the Daily News.
Update 24 Jan 2021: when I wrote this years ago I was unaware how injurious it might be to compare the actions of a sitting American president to those of an Orwellian pig. Now, after four years of president Donald J Trump, I feel I owe an apology—to the Orwellian pig.
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1984
So wonderfully written yet totally bleak and disconcerting. I don't think Orwell's Oceania is beyond the realm of possibility. In fact, many aspects are already disturbingly familiar.
Great dramatization of the very heavy idea that "Absolute power is likely to Corrupt Absolutely!" I have read this book multiple times and would read it again because every time I read I gain new insights into human nature and the civilization/government game. What’s more, the novel ends with a quote so true that it still gives me chills. “The creatures outside looked from pig to man, and from man to pig, and from pig to man again: but already it was impossible to say which was which”. I also recommend going through - http://study.com/academy/lesson/alleg... to understand the Animal Farm analogies.
1984 I enjoyed my journey throughout the book, it was full of mixed feeling with a common thread of Depression. The best part of this book is THE GOVERNMENT ! 'he who controls the past controls the future, and he who controls the present controls the past'.
We are all living in 'depression' This book gives new meaning to Depression. Though I know there is a ray of hope somewhere :)
Overall Orwell's fantasy is all too realistic. It fails both as fantasy and prophesy.
Must read books ! Highly recommended to all my reader friends.
1984: Отвъд идеологическите изобличения, това е една книга за съставните части на човека и по-точно за извора на неговите мисли и желания. Доколко, как и защо те могат да се моделират, освободят, насочат, или пленят в определена поза. Това ми се струва най-точното опредление - пленяване на човешкото в една определена, форматирана поза.
Какво ли повече мога да добавя за книга, която някъде към 98,4% от вас са чели. Случайно, или не - това звучи и като изборен резултат на Партия. Чак сега си давам сметка, че в Океания няма избори, та явно не му е нужно на Големия Брат да отчита пълна изборна победа на всеки 4 г. Партията, за която говорим е преминала на друго ниво - тя определя езика, мислите, че дори и нагона. Битието дори не е под въпрос и трудно бихте посегнали към джин по същия начин някога повече. А бръснарското ножче е най-ценният предмет, ако трябва да продължа с упражнения по двумисъл. А, ако трябва да го кажем с думи прости - на новговор (ангсоц):
ВОЙНАТА Е МИР СВОБОДАТА Е РОБСТВО НЕВЕЖЕСТВОТО Е СИЛА
От тези трите, нито едно не може без другото. Те поддържат баланса в едно абсурдно общество, на което обаче някои елементи изглеждат плашещо познати. Да речем, че в по-голямата част от света сме отрекли тоталитаризма (вече ... все пак тя е писана във вихъра му) и няма да се спирам на явленията свързани с него. Да разгледаме само темата за НЕВЕЖЕСТВОТО - за мен тя е по-актуална днес, отколкото е била тогава. Това е силата, с която накрая пречупиха нашия герой. Това е ултимативната сила на Партията за контрол над масите и партпериферията. А откривате ли връзки с реалния свят? Нима не опростяваме речниците си. Нима не сме намалили буквите и нима целият свят не комуникира на най-опростения английски, така че всички да се разбират с малко думи. Ще дам един пример за въведена доброволно двумисъл - нима не използваме емоджита вместо поредица от думи. На края на 1984 има едно приложение, в което се обясняват принципите на измислянето на нов език, който да служи на партийните цели:
"Всяко съкращение беше победа, тъй като колкото по-малко беше изборът на думи, толкова по-малко беше изкушението да се опиташ да мислиш. Крайната цел бе членоразделната реч да идва от ларинкса, без изобщо да засяга мозъчните центрове."
Това в същия този новговор се нарича "паткореч" и в зависимост от контекста може да носи положителен, или отрицателен смисъл.
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Няма нищо по-логично от събирането на двете най-известни и тематично обвързани произведения на "Оракула" в една книга. Може би, аз бих разменил последователността и започнал с Фермата. Чел съм и двете в началото на двайсетте си и съм си обещал, че някои най-важни ще препрочитам поне веднъж на декада, та бях щастлив да я зърна на щанда на Фама при посещение до колега на тазгодишния коледен панаир на книгата. Много добре ми дойде, а и я нямах в библиотеката ми в София.
Една класика със стойността на Библия за жанра, за социалното инженерство и за най-основните човешки елементи на мисълта и желанията. Освен това е интересна до степен постоянно да се чудиш какво ще стане с нашия герой. Да, може системата да е изградена непробиваема и да няма съмнения, че нещо може да я разклати, но тази - вътрешната битка всъщност е по-интересна от междуконтинентална, или гражданска война. Битката на ценностите. За финал, може да напишете отдолу - колко прави 2+2=?
Celebrity Death Match tournament versus Macbeth. In a galaxy that's this one and today only most people don't realize it because it scrolls on the screen in teeny tiny neon green letters with a sterile surgical instrumental backdrop. Or CNN. Once upon a time that's today. There was a MAN and a Big Brother and they were one and the same. What about the sisters? "You could be big brother, you know. People always ask who the MAN is supposed to be. You're a man, aren't you? Although it has been some time since you were able to get it up... I do know you're keeping me down with your accepted level of mediocrity." Macbeth was tired after a long day of omitting the thous and thys from the Dougie Howser's Dictionary. His wife reported his mouth breathing coworker and he was a shoo-in for the promotion of updating each and every one of Shakespeare's plays into a high school comedy for the ABC Big Brother telescreens. Why couldn't she let him be well enough alone? Why did they have to move up one more spot on the assembly line? "I've enrolled you into the adopt a brother program. To be a Big Brother you must be a brother." "But that's for perverts!" It was useless to argue. The two minutes of hate was over and it wouldn't do to have a tiff with his wife that couldn't be passed off as mandatory aggression. Macbeth did not want to argue with his wife. To end it meant doing something. The girl half of the Macbeth team had assigned herself another job. "It's not like I'm not working for us too, you know. I have to hit on that duffer Winston. Do you think that I like suggesting power behind the curtain to feeble men who cannot live with themselves as impotence personified?" "Duffer is out of the accepted lingo, as is impotence. How about loser?" Offered the Macbeth with a penis. Lady Macbeth wanted Macbeth to think for himself, so long as he was thinking what she wanted him to think. Was that too much to ask? The use of if-you-don't-already-know-then-I-can't-tell-you worked wonders on the thoughtpolice. They were helpless against it. "If no one knows who Big Brother really is then why can't it be you?" "You is out of the dictionary. How about they?" "That's my point! Who is they? Why can't they be me?" Macbeth did not understand what his wife was saying. He had not the words to understand it. He had worked all day to take those words away from himself. Work and the telescreen. Who had room for anything else? "Are you a man?" Macbeth did not know. "What do I want to be married to this man for? I don't know what I want and the thoughtpolice cannot tell me what that is. I know that." What was that feeling? The sense of things that were already bad getting a lot worse. It happened more frequently than anything touching on how to dust off the twenty dollar words no one could afford anymore (after all, they were not on the rations list) to describe the other range of experience and emotions. Ambition? Voided out. Don't look to see the man behind the curtain. "Um, honey, you left the telescreen on, didn't you?" "No, they did."