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Gordon Comstock despises the materialism and shallowness of middle-class life—the worship of money, the striving for dull, stuffy respectability. To live up to his ideals, he quits his lucrative position as an advertising copywriter and devotes himself to poetry and other high-minded pursuits.
But low-paid part-time employment and a constant shortage of cash is not exactly conducive to creativity and happiness. The stress even causes him to lash out at his devoted girlfriend, Rosemary, who he suspects of preferring a richer man. This sharply witty novel about the difficulties of idealism and the effects of financial strain is yet another outstanding read from the genius who brought us Animal Farm, Down and Out in Paris and London, and other enduring works.
- LanguageEnglish
- PublisherMariner Books
- Publication dateMarch 19, 1969
- File size1299 KB
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"A remarkable novel...A summa of all the criticisms of a commercial civilization that have ever been made."
-- "Lionel Trilling""A delightful addition to the Orwell literature...A work Orwell enthusiasts will bracket with Down and Out in Paris and London."
-- "San Francisco Chronicle""Gritty, growling, commonsensical and touching. [Orwell] never wrote a basically kinder or more human novel."
-- "Time""Richard Brown reads in a clear voice and effectively captures the rhythms of the text."
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"Gritty, growling, commonsensical and touching. [Orwell] never wrote a basically kinder or more human novel."
-- "Time""A remarkable novel...A summa of all the criticisms of a commercial civilization that have ever been made."
-- "Lionel Trilling""A delightful addition to the Orwell literature...A work Orwell enthusiasts will bracket with Down and Out in Paris and London."
-- "San Francisco Chronicle""Richard Brown reads in a clear voice and effectively captures the rhythms of the text."
-- "Library Journal" --This text refers to an alternate kindle_edition edition.Product details
- ASIN : B003T0GAM0
- Publisher : Mariner Books; First edition (March 19, 1969)
- Publication date : March 19, 1969
- Language : English
- File size : 1299 KB
- Text-to-Speech : Enabled
- Screen Reader : Supported
- Enhanced typesetting : Enabled
- X-Ray : Enabled
- Word Wise : Enabled
- Print length : 112 pages
- Lending : Enabled
- Best Sellers Rank: #679,014 in Kindle Store (See Top 100 in Kindle Store)
- #239 in Booksellers & Bookselling
- #1,212 in Classic British & Irish Fiction
- #1,400 in Literary Satire Fiction
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About the author

George Orwell is one of England's most famous writers and social commentators. Among his works are the classic political satire Animal Farm and the dystopian nightmare vision Nineteen Eighty-Four. Orwell was also a prolific essayist, and it is for these works that he was perhaps best known during his lifetime. They include Why I Write and Politics and the English Language. His writing is at once insightful, poignant and entertaining, and continues to be read widely all over the world.
Eric Arthur Blair (George Orwell) was born in 1903 in India, where his father worked for the Civil Service. The family moved to England in 1907 and in 1917 Orwell entered Eton, where he contributed regularly to the various college magazines. From 1922 to 1927 he served with the Indian Imperial Police in Burma, an experience that inspired his first novel, Burmese Days (1934). Several years of poverty followed. He lived in Paris for two years before returning to England, where he worked successively as a private tutor, schoolteacher and bookshop assistant, and contributed reviews and articles to a number of periodicals. Down and Out in Paris and London was published in 1933. In 1936 he was commissioned by Victor Gollancz to visit areas of mass unemployment in Lancashire and Yorkshire, and The Road to Wigan Pier (1937) is a powerful description of the poverty he saw there.
At the end of 1936 Orwell went to Spain to fight for the Republicans and was wounded. Homage to Catalonia is his account of the civil war. He was admitted to a sanatorium in 1938 and from then on was never fully fit. He spent six months in Morocco and there wrote Coming Up for Air. During the Second World War he served in the Home Guard and worked for the BBC Eastern Service from 1941 to 1943. As literary editor of the Tribune he contributed a regular page of political and literary commentary, and he also wrote for the Observer and later for the Manchester Evening News. His unique political allegory, Animal Farm was published in 1945, and it was this novel, together with Nineteen Eighty-Four (1949), which brought him world-wide fame.
It was around this time that Orwell's unique political allegory Animal Farm (1945) was published. The novel is recognised as a classic of modern political satire and is simultaneously an engaging story and convincing allegory. It was this novel, together with Nineteen Eighty-Four (1949), which finally brought him world-wide fame. Nineteen Eighty-Four's ominous depiction of a repressive, totalitarian regime shocked contemporary readers, but ensures that the book remains perhaps the preeminent dystopian novel of modern literature.
Orwell's fiercely moral writing has consistently struck a chord with each passing generation. The intense honesty and insight of his essays and non-fiction made Orwell one of the foremost social commentators of his age. Added to this, his ability to construct elaborately imaginative fictional worlds, which he imbued with this acute sense of morality, has undoubtedly assured his contemporary and future relevance.
George Orwell died in London in January 1950.
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Reviewed in the United States on August 23, 2019

Most of us can probably sympathize with Gordon’s revulsion for philistine corporate managers and his desire to escape from their world. Is this escape a wise choice? Well, that depends on what I would be doing instead. Sometimes it might seem that my job is the sole obstacle to developing my mind and pursuing the unique project my genius and mine alone is capable of. But before I take the radical step of quitting, I should honestly ask myself, do I really have enough discipline to work on my own projects? Do I really have enough faith in my own projects to devote myself to them? Gordon lacks discipline. He lacks faith in his projects. So by abandoning the corporate grind, he only sends himself on an ever worsening spiral into gloom and doom.
Those without hereditary capital are seldom entirely frank with themselves about the limitations this places upon them. I like to imagine I’m pursuing my dreams, so I don’t think much about how closely the lucrative job matches my dreams. Orwell explodes this self-delusion. Without money, I’m forced to choose what I do based on money, or to suffer. Unless I’m a true ascetic, and true ascetics are rare, my passion to develop my genius and my virtues must remain unfulfilled. By showing the contrast between Gordon’s life, with no hereditary capital, and the life of his wealthy friend Ravelston, Orwell makes it clear that those without hereditary capital can seldom afford to cultivate virtue or genius.
Showing his acute dialectical skill, Orwell presents arguments both for and against the “money god” in the most compelling terms. He begins with a parody of Paul’s sermon on charity, “Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not money, I am become as a sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal. …” On the other hand, Orwell’s characterization of the obtuse, philistine corporate manager is exquisite. Whether I devote myself to cultivating virtue, or sell out to the “money god,” after reading Keep the Aspidistra Flying, I will look at my decision with far less self-deception and false optimism.
As much as I like to look at plants, assuming they grow wild or they are cultivated by somebody else, I am no gardener nor botanist. I honestly did not know what an aspidistra is. I looked it up in the Langenscheid's Dictionary English - German. I learned that an aspidistra is an Aspidistra. Aha. Google Images teach me that the thing is a somewhat non-descript and somewhat unkempt pot plant. It seems to like growing in places that no self-respecting plant ought to survive. Orwell's novel has them as a symbol for undestructability under nasty circumstances.
For the novel's hero Gordon Comstock, they are the enemy. They are allied with the oppressors, the seedy boarding houses and lower middle class dwellings that he loathes so much. They symbolize the lack of money; money rules, specifically when you don't have any.
The twist of the 'plot' is that Gordon chose to be poorer than he needed to be, by throwing away 'good jobs' in the money making world. We have here a study in the pretensions of poverty.
The most brillant parts of this amazing novel have us watch confrontations, or should I say Pas-de-Deux, of different social strata. Gordon tries to hide and is ashamed of his poverty, while his friend Ravelston is trying to hide and is ashamed of his wealth. The rich man is the socialist, who tries and tries to convince the poor man of the merits of socialism. Gordon can't be bothered, he doesn't have enough money to be a socialist.
The novel is far exceeding my expectations and I may have to think again about my classification of Orwell as mainly an essayist.
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Orwell’s anti-hero Gordon Comstock is not just trying to escape the clutches of what he calls “the money god” but is also a mouthpiece for the author's own pet hats and self-doubt over his ability to succeed as a writer. In the first chapter which could stand as a short story in this own right, Gordon painfully perfects the first verse of a poem during a boring shift in a bookshop, in between raging at the adverts in the street which remind him of the better paid job in copywriting which he has abandoned on principle to get out of what he regards as a corrupt system. He despises most books on sale for being "turned out by wretched hacks at the rate of four a year, as mechanically as sausages and with much less skill.” With only twopence halfpenny left until the end of the week, not enough for the cigarettes he needs – like Orwell? – to be able to write, he is beginning to realise that “you do not escape from money by being moneyless. On the contrary, you are the hopeless slave of money until you have enough of it to live on”.
Gordon is frankly rather tedious and unlikeable in his negative view of the world and borderline mentally ill in his desire “to lose himself in smoke-dim slums of South London sprawling on and on, a huge graceless wilderness... great sluttish underworld where failure and success have no meaning; a sort of kingdom of ghosts where all are equal.” Yet it is revealing to be transported back to the 1930s, beginning to emerge from a deep Depression, with the poignant wisdom of hindsight that the destructive war which Gordon claims to welcome is in fact imminent.
People tolerate appalling bedsits with repressive landladies, but expect to receive in the evenings letters posted earlier in the day. It’s a remarkably cheap world to modern eyes, where Gordon can take his girlfriend Rosemary on a trip to the country for only fourteen shillings (seventy pence). But it’s also riddled with social divides and casually-voiced prejudices that make us wince: Gordon comes from one of “those depressing families, so common among the middle-middle class, in which nothing ever happens”; his landlady is obsessed with “mingy lower-middle-class decency”; a poverty-stricken old couple, in a society with no proper pension system, are “the throw-outs of the money-god. All over London, by tens of thousands, draggled old beasts of that description: creeping like unclean beetles to the grave”.
Gordon’s upper class friend Ravelston is unusual that “in every moment of his life" he is "apologizing, tacitly, for the largeness of his income” but still adores his girlfriend Hermione who remarks, “Don't talk to me about the lower classes….. I hate them. They smell”. As narrator, Orwell often seems guilty of unconscious flashes of snobbery and prejudice - anti-semitic comments or cruelly amusing descriptions of a dwarf, but all this seems part of what was acceptable at the time. Ironically, advertising of specific brands, mention of real people or companies and “alleged obscenities” all had to be edited out at the last minute, leading Orwell to resist reprinting of a book he felt had been “garbled”.
There is in fact a good deal of humour in the book, not least in the aspidistras, symbols of “lower class decency” which refuse all Gordon’s efforts to kill them off. When Gordon stops moaning there are some striking descriptions: “the mist-dimmed hedges wore that strange purplish brown, the colour of brown madder, that naked brushwood takes on in winter.”
Apart from hoping that the likeable Ravelston and Rosemary might “get together”, there is the impetus to find out whether the book will end in tragedy or something will make Gordon surrender to “the money-code”.


