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The son of a British civil servant, George Orwell spent his first days in India, where his father was stationed.His mother brought him and his older sister, Marjorie, to England about a year after his birth and settled in Henley-on-Thames.He later wrote, "I had the lonely child's habit of making up stories and holding conversations with imaginary persons, and I think from the very start my literary ambitions were mixed up with the feeling of being isolated and undervalued." One of his first literary successes came at the age of 11 when he had a poem published in the local newspaper.Like many other boys in England, Orwell was sent to boarding school. Cyprian's in the coastal town of Eastbourne, where he got his first taste of England's class system. What he lacked in personality, he made up for in smarts.Declaring “Politics and the English Language” “wildly overrated”, its “assault on political euphemism […] righteous but limited”, Poole seeks to draw a line in the sand before all this Orwell-sanctification gets out of hand—63 years is long enough, it seems.Poole has written a book on political rhetoric himself (his piece includes a helpful hyperlink so you can purchase it from a well-known “order fulfillment service“), so you might suspect there to be some anxiety of influence at play here.And even after that, the pair never formed a strong bond. According to one biography, Orwell's first word was "beastly." He was a sick child, often battling bronchitis and the flu.Orwell was bit by the writing bug at an early age, reportedly composing his first poem around the age of four.
The pair married in June 1936, and Eileen supported and assisted Orwell in his career.
You’d be canny in your suspicion; Poole’s excoriation is the latest in a long line of “prolier-than-thou” responses to Orwell’s work.
“Always”, in Michael Shelden’s words, “a hostile critic”, Orwell was the master of this type of criticism.
As he explained to Stephen Spender in 1938: “I do not mix much in literary circles, because I know from experience that once I have met & spoken to anyone I shall never again be able to show any intellectual brutality towards him, even when I feel I ought to.” Poole clearly feels that he “ought” to throw some brutality towards Orwell, which may be fair enough.
Frothing that “most of” Orwell’s essay “is the kind of nonsense screed against linguistic pet hates that anyone today might compose in a green-text email to the newspapers”, it would seem that Poole has missed his target somewhat.
I’m not entirely sure what a “green-text e-mail” is, but letters to the editor tend not to be celebrated for their inspiringly clear prose. For example, he responds to Orwell’s remark that “there is no real need for any of the hundreds of foreign phrases now current in the English language” by asking “Whither poetry?