This book was
first thought of, so far as the central idea goes, in 1937, but was not written
down until about the end of 1943. By the time when it came to be written it was
obvious that there would be great difficulty in getting it published (in spite
of the present book shortage which ensures that anything describable as a book
will 'sell'), and in the event it was refused by four publishers. Only one of
these had any ideological motive. Two had been publishing anti-Russian books for
years, and the other had no noticeable political colour. One publisher actually
started by accepting the book, but after making the preliminary arrangements he
decided to consult the Ministry of Information, who appear to have warned him,
or at any rate strongly advised him, against publishing it. Here is an extract
from his letter:
I mentioned the reaction I had had from an important official
in the Ministry of Information with regard to Animal Farm. I must
confess that this expression of opinion has given me seriously to think ... I
can see now that it might be regarded as something which it was highly
ill-advised to publish at the present time. If the fable were addressed
generally to dictators and dictatorships at large then publication would be
all right, but the fable does follow, as I see now, so completely the progress
of the Russian Soviets and their two dictators, that it can apply only to
Russia, to the exclusion of the other dictatorships. Another thing: it would
be less offensive if the predominant caste in the fable were not pigs. [It is
not quite clear whether this suggested modification is Mr ... 's own idea, or
originated with the Ministry of Information; but it seems to have the official
ring about it - Orwell's Note] I think the choice of pigs as the ruling
caste will no doubt give offence to many people, and particularly to anyone
who is a bit touchy, as undoubtedly the Russians are.
This kind of thing is not a good symptom. Obviously it is not desirable that a
government department should have any power of censorship (except security
censorship, which no one objects to in war time) over books which are not
officially sponsored. But the chief danger to freedom of thought and speech at
this moment is not the direct interference of the MOI or any official body. If
publishers and editors exert themselves to keep certain topics out of print, it
is not because they are frightened of prosecution but because they are
frightened of public opinion. In this country intellectual cowardice is the
worst enemy a writer or journalist has to face, and that fact does not seem to
me to have had the discussion it deserves.
Any fairminded person with journalistic experience will admit that during
this war official censorship has not been particularly irksome. We have
not been subjected to the kind of totalitarian 'co-ordination' that it might
have been reasonable to expect. The press has some justified grievances, but on
the whole the Government has behaved well and has been surprisingly tolerant of
minority opinions. The sinister fact about literary censorship in England is
that it is largely voluntary. Unpopular ideas can be silenced, and inconvenient
facts kept dark, without the need for any official ban. Anyone who has lived
long in a foreign country will know of instances of sensational items of news -
things which on their own merits would get the big headlines - being kept right
out of the British press, not because the Government intervened but because of a
general tacit agreement that 'it wouldn't do' to mention that particular fact.
So far as the daily newspapers go, this is easy to understand. The British press
is extremely centralized, and most of it is owned by wealthy men who have every
motive to be dishonest on certain important topics. But the same kind of veiled
censorship also operates in books and periodicals, as well as in plays, films
and radio. At any given moment there is an orthodoxy, a body of ideas which it
is assumed that all right-thinking people will accept without question. It is
not exactly forbidden to say this, that or the other, but it is 'not done' to
say it, just as in mid-Victorian times it was 'not done' to mention trousers in
the presence of a lady. Anyone who challenges the prevailing orthodoxy finds
himself silenced with surprising effectiveness. A genuinely unfashionable
opinion is almost never given a fair hearing, either in the popular press or in
the highbrow periodicals.
At this moment what is demanded by the prevailing orthodoxy is an uncritical
admiration of Soviet Russia. Every-one knows this, nearly everyone acts on it.
Any serious criticism of the Soviet régime, any disclosure of facts which
the Soviet government would prefer to keep hidden, is next door to unprintable.
And this nation-wide conspiracy to flatter our ally takes place, curiously
enough, against a background of genuine intellectual tolerance. For though you
are not allowed to criticize the Soviet government, at least you are reasonably
free to criticize our own. Hardly anyone will print an attack on Stalin, but it
is quite safe to attack Churchill, at any rate in books and periodicals. And
throughout five years of war, during two or three of which we were fighting for
national survival, countless books, pamphlets and articles advocating a
compromise peace have been published without interference. More, they have been
published without exciting much disapproval. So long as the prestige of the USSR
is not involved, the principle of free speech has been reasonably well upheld.
There are other forbidden topics, and I shall mention some of them presently,
but the prevailing attitude towards the USSR is much the most serious symptom.
It is, as it were, spontaneous, and is not due to the action of any pressure
group.
The servility with which the greater part of the English intelligentsia have
swallowed and repeated Russian propaganda from 1941 onwards would be quite
astounding if it were not that they have behaved similarly on several earlier
occasions. On one controversial issue after another the Russian viewpoint has
been accepted without examination and then publicized with complete disregard to
historical truth or intellectual decency. To name only one instance, the BBC
celebrated the twenty-fifth anniversary of the Red Army without mentioning
Trotsky. This was about as accurate as commemorating the battle of Trafalgar
without mentioning Nelson, but it evoked no protest from the English
intelligentsia. In the internal struggles in the various occupied countries, the
British press has in almost all cases sided with the faction favoured by the
Russians and libelled the opposing faction, sometimes suppressing material
evidence in order to do so. A particularly glaring case was that of Colonel
Mihailovich, the Jugoslav Chetnik leader. The Russians, who had their own
Jugoslav protégé in Marshal Tito, accused Mihailovich of
collaborating with the Germans. This accusation was promptly taken up by the
British press: Mihailovich's supporters were given no chance of answering it,
and facts contradicting it were simply kept out of print. In July of 1943 the
Germans offered a reward of 100,000 gold crowns for the capture of Tito, and a
similar reward for the capture of Mihailovich. The British press 'splashed' the
reward for Tito, but only one paper mentioned (in small print) the reward for
Mihailovich: and the charges of collaborating with the Germans continued. Very
similar things happened during the Spanish civil war. Then, too, the factions on
the Republican side which the Russians were determined to crush were recklessly
libelled in the English leftwing press, and any statement in their defence even
in letter form, was refused publication. At present, not only is serious
criticism of the USSR considered reprehensible, but even the fact of the
existence of such criticism is kept secret in some cases. For example, shortly
before his death Trotsky had written a biography of Stalin. One may assume that
it was not an altogether unbiased book, but obviously it was saleable. An
American publisher had arranged to issue it and the book was in print - I
believe the review copies had been sent out - when the USSR entered the war. The
book was immediately withdrawn. Not a word about this has ever appeared in the
British press, though clearly the existence of such a book, and its suppression,
was a news item worth a few paragraphs.
It is important to distinguish between the kind of censorship that the
English literary intelligentsia voluntarily impose upon themselves, and the
censorship that can sometimes be enforced by pressure groups. Notoriously,
certain topics cannot be discussed because of 'vested interests'. The best-known
case is the patent medicine racket. Again, the Catholic Church has considerable
influence in the press and can silence criticism of itself to some extent. A
scandal involving a Catholic priest is almost never given publicity, whereas an
Anglican priest who gets into trouble (e.g. the Rector of Stiffkey) is headline
news. It is very rare for anything of an anti-Catholic tendency to appear on the
stage or in a film. Any actor can tell you that a play or film which attacks or
makes fun of the Catholic Church is liable to be boycotted in the press and will
probably be a failure. But this kind of thing is harmless, or at least it is
understandable. Any large organization will look after its own interests as best
it can, and overt propaganda is not a thing to object to. One would no more
expect the Daily Worker to publicize unfavourable facts about the USSR
than one would expect the Catholic Herald to denounce the Pope. But then
every thinking person knows the Daily Worker and the Catholic Herald
for what they are. What is disquieting is that where the USSR and its policies
are concerned one cannot expect intelligent criticism or even, in many cases,
plain honesty from Liberal writers and journalists who are under no direct
pressure to falsify their opinions. Stalin is sacrosanct and certain aspects of
his policy must not be seriously discussed. This rule has been almost
universally observed since 1941, but it had operated, to a greater extent than
is sometimes realized, for ten years earlier than that. Throughout that time,
criticism of the Soviet régime from the left could only obtain a
hearing with difficulty. There was a huge output of anti-Russian literature, but
nearly all of it was from the Conservative angle and manifestly dishonest, out
of date and actuated by sordid motives. On the other side there was an equally
huge and almost equally dishonest stream of pro-Russian propaganda, and what
amounted to a boycott on anyone who tried to discuss all-important questions in
a grown-up manner. You could, indeed, publish anti-Russian books, but to do so
was to make sure of being ignored or misrepresented by nearly the whole of the
highbrow press. Both publicly and privately you were warned that it was 'not
done'. What you said might possibly be true, but it was 'inopportune' and
'played into the hands of' this or that reactionary interest. This attitude was
usually defended on the ground that the international situation, and the urgent
need for an Anglo-Russian alliance, demanded it; but it was clear that this was
a rationalization. The English intelligentsia, or a great part of it, had
developed a nationalistic loyalty towards the USSR, and in their hearts they
felt that to cast any doubt on the wisdom of Stalin was a kind of blasphemy.
Events in Russia and events elsewhere were to be judged by different standards.
The endless executions in the purges of 1936-8 were applauded by life-long
opponents of capital punishment, and it was considered equally proper to
publicize famines when they happened in India and to conceal them when they
happened in the Ukraine. And if this was true before the war, the intellectual
atmosphere is certainly no better now.
But now to come back to this book of mine. The reaction towards it of most
English intellectuals will be quite simple: 'It oughtn't to have been
published'. Naturally, those reviewers who understand the art of denigration
will not attack it on political grounds but on literary ones. They will say that
it is a dull, silly book and a disgraceful waste of paper. This may well be
true, but it is obviously not the whole of the story. One does not say that a
book 'ought not to have been published' merely because it is a bad book. After
all, acres of rubbish are printed daily and no one bothers. The English
intelligentsia, or most of them, will object to this book because it traduces
their Leader and (as they see it) does harm to the cause of progress. If it did
the opposite they would have nothing to say against it, even if its literary
faults were ten times as glaring as they are. The success of, for instance, the
Left Book Club over a period of four or five years shows how willing they are to
tolerate both scurrility and slipshod writing, provided that it tells them what
they want to hear.
The issue involved here is quite a simple one: Is every opinion, however
unpopular - however foolish, even - entitled to a hearing? Put it in that form
and nearly any English intellectual will feel that he ought to say 'Yes'. But
give it a concrete shape, and ask, 'How about an attack on Stalin? Is that
entitled to a hearing?', and the answer more often than not will be 'No'. In
that case the current orthodoxy happens to be challenged, and so the principle
of free speech lapses. Now, when one demands liberty of speech and of the press,
one is not demanding absolute liberty. There always must be, or at any rate
there always will be, some degree of censorship, so long as organized societies
endure. But freedom, as Rosa Luxembourg said, is 'freedom for the other fellow'.
The same principle is contained in the famous words of Voltaire: 'I detest what
you say; I will defend to the death your right to say it'. If the intellectual
liberty which without a doubt has been one of the distinguishing marks of
western civilization means anything at all, it means that everyone shall have
the right to say and to print what he believes to be the truth, provided only
that it does not harm the rest of the community in some quite unmistakable way.
Both capitalist democracy and the western versions of Socialism have till
recently taken that principle for granted. Our Government, as I have already
pointed out, still makes some show of respecting it. The ordinary people in the
street - partly, perhaps, because they are not sufficiently interested in ideas
to be intolerant about them - still vaguely hold that 'I suppose everyone's got
a right to their own opinion'. It is only, or at any rate it is chiefly, the
literary and scientific intelligentsia, the very people who ought to be the
guardians of liberty, who are beginning to despise it, in theory as well as in
practice.
One of the peculiar phenomena of our time is the renegade Liberal. Over and
above the familiar Marxist claim that 'bourgeois liberty' is an illusion, there
is now a widespread tendency to argue that one can only defend democracy by
totalitarian methods. If one loves democracy, the argument runs, one must crush
its enemies by no matter what means. And who are its enemies? It always appears
that they are not only those who attack it openly and consciously, but those who
'objectively' endanger it by spreading mistaken doctrines. In other words,
defending democracy involves destroying all independence of thought. This
argument was used, for instance, to justify the Russian purges. The most ardent
Russophile hardly believed that all of the victims were guilty of all the things
they were accused of. but by holding heretical opinions they 'objectively'
harmed the régime, and therefore it was quite right not only to massacre
them but to discredit them by false accusations. The same argument was used to
justify the quite conscious lying that went on in the leftwing press about the
Trotskyists and other Republican minorities in the Spanish civil war. And it was
used again as a reason for yelping against habeas corpus when Mosley was
released in 1943.
These people don't see that if you encourage totalitarian methods, the time
may come when they will be used against you instead of for you. Make a habit of
imprisoning Fascists without trial, and perhaps the process won't stop at
Fascists. Soon after the suppressed Daily Worker had been reinstated, I
was lecturing to a workingmen's college in South London. The audience were
working-class and lower-middle class intellectuals - the same sort of audience
that one used to meet at Left Book Club branches. The lecture had touched on the
freedom of the press, and at the end, to my astonishment, several questioners
stood up and asked me: Did I not think that the lifting of the ban on the Daily
Worker was a great mistake? When asked why, they said that it was a paper of
doubtful loyalty and ought not to be tolerated in war time. I found myself
defending the Daily Worker, which has gone out of its way to libel me
more than once. But where had these people learned this essentially totalitarian
outlook? Pretty certainly they had learned it from the Communists themselves!
Tolerance and decency are deeply rooted in England, but they are not
indestructible, and they have to be kept alive partly by conscious effort. The
result of preaching totalitarian doctrines is to weaken the instinct by means of
which free peoples know what is or is not dangerous. The case of Mosley
illustrates this. In 1940 it was perfectly right to intern Mosley, whether or
not he had committed any technical crime. We were fighting for our lives and
could not allow a possible quisling to go free. To keep him shut up, without
trial, in 1943 was an outrage. The general failure to see this was a bad
symptom, though it is true that the agitation against Mosley's release was
partly factitious and partly a rationalization of other discontents. But how
much of the present slide towards Fascist ways of thought is traceable to the
'anti-Fascism' of the past ten years and the unscrupulousness it has entailed?
It is important to realize that the current Russomania is only a symptom of
the general weakening of the western liberal tradition. Had the MOI chipped in
and definitely vetoed the publication of this book, the bulk of the English
intelligentsia would have seen nothing disquieting in this. Uncritical loyalty
to the USSR happens to be the current orthodoxy, and where the supposed
interests of the USSR are involved they are willing to tolerate not only
censorship but the deliberate falsification of history. To name one instance. At
the death of John Reed, the author of Ten Days that Shook the World - a
first-hand account of the early days of the Russian Revolution - the copyright
of the book passed into the hands of the British Communist Party, to whom I
believe Reed had bequeathed it. Some years later the British Communists, having
destroyed the original edition of the book as completely as they could, issued a
garbled version from which they had eliminated mentions of Trotsky and also
omitted the introduction written by Lenin. If a radical intelligentsia had still
existed in Britain, this act of forgery would have been exposed and denounced in
every literary paper in the country. As it was there was little or no protest.
To many English intellectuals it seemed quite a natural thing to, do. And this
tolerance or [of?] plain dishonesty means much more than that admiration
for Russia happens to be fashionable at this moment. Quite possibly that
particular fashion will not last. For all I know, by the time this book is
published my view of the Soviet régime may be the generally-accepted one.
But what use would that be in itself? To exchange one orthodoxy for another is
not necessarily an advance. The enemy is the gramophone mind, whether or not one
agrees with the record that is being played at the moment.
I am well acquainted with all the arguments against freedom of thought and
speech - the arguments which claim that it cannot exist, and the arguments which
claim that it ought not to. I answer simply that they don't convince me and that
our civilization over a period of four hundred years has been founded on the
opposite notice. For quite a decade past I have believed that the existing
Russian régime is a mainly evil thing, and I claim the right to say so,
in spite of the fact that we are allies with the USSR in a war which I want to
see won. If I had to choose a text to justify myself, I should choose the line
from Milton:
By the known rules of ancient liberty.
The word ancient emphasizes the fact that intellectual freedom is a
deep-rooted tradition without which our characteristic western culture could
only doubtfully exist. From that tradition many of our intellectuals are visibly
turning away. They have accepted the principle that a book should be published
or suppressed, praised or damned, not on its merits but according to political
expediency. And others who do not actually hold this view assent to it from
sheer cowardice. An example of this is the failure of the numerous and vocal
English pacifists to raise their voices against the prevalent worship of Russian
militarism. According to those pacifists, all violence is evil and they have
urged us at every stage of the war to give in or at least to make a compromise
peace. But how many of them have ever suggested that war is also evil when it is
waged by the Red Army? Apparently the Russians have a right to defend
themselves, whereas for us to do [so] is a deadly sin. One can only
explain this contradiction in one way: that is, by a cowardly desire to keep in
with the bulk of the intelligentsia, whose patriotism is directed towards the
USSR rather than towards Britain. I know that the English intelligentsia have
plenty of reason for their timidity and dishonesty, indeed I know by heart the
arguments by which they justify themselves. But at least let us have no more
nonsense about defending liberty against Fascism. If liberty means anything at
all it means the right to tell people what they do not want to hear. The common
people still vaguely subscribe to that doctrine and act on it. In our country -
it is not the same in all countries: it was not so in republican France, and it
is not so in the USA today [i.e. 1945(!)] - it is the liberals who fear
liberty and the intellectuals who want to do dirt on the intellect: it is to
draw attention to that fact that I have written this preface.