When George Met Swift: How I Discovered That Dystopia and Satire Make Perfect Bedfellows

I read Orwell first and then Swift later in my life. However, on one fine day when I was biting an apple in a corner street, where everyone else was either having a cup of tea or coffee around me, I was definitely an outlier. But suddenly I realized that my companion was another outlier. It was a board, among the names of the various shops and their respective advertisements and offers. On this board, it was written “George was swift today!” I could never find out which George it was referring to!

And there it was – a cosmic pun that made me nearly choke on my apple (thankfully not a forbidden one from any dystopian orchard). That particular moment of serendipity made me realize something really profound: George Orwell and Jonathan Swift were, in my opinion, literary soulmates separated by a mere two centuries, both wielding their pens like surgical scalpels and not like swords, I must say, dipped in the most delicious poison. Delicious?Yes! You heard it right!

The Themes That Bind: Power, Corruption, and the Human Comedy

Both Swift and Orwell had a supernatural ability to look at the elephant in the room – or I should say, pig in the farmhouse? Their writing dances around the same central themes with the grace of a classical raga, each note building to create a symphony of social criticism on the previous. Power and her corruption are the backbone of the works of both writers. Swift’s Gulliver’s Travels presents us with petty political squabals of Liliputions, at which end should you crack your egg? A great metaphor to make any politician blush even today. Orwell’s Animal Farm gives us those famous immortal lines: “All animals are similar, but some animals are more similar than others.” In the context of today’s world, where the promise of equality often seems as elusive as finding a parking lot in Delhi, irony is particularly deeper and sometimes cut with more pain.

The theme of surveillance and control runs through their works like the Ganges through the plains – persistent and all-encompassing. Swift’s Laputans and their obsession with abstract mathematics, while completely ignoring practical governance, mirror our modern bureaucratic nightmares, while Orwell’s ‘Big Brother‘ concept feels uncomfortably familiar in an age of digital tracking. As Orwell warned, “Big Brother is watching you” – though in India, we might add, “and so are aunties from the neighboring building.” If you feel this is funny, I invite you to come to our neighborhood.

Human folly and undesired vanity receive equal treatment from both writers. Swift’s Yahoos in the fourth voyage of Gulliver represent humanity at its most base, while his Flying Island of Laputa satirizes the typical intellectual pretension. It indeed mocks at the very core of that false intellectualism. Orwell, on the other hand, shows us how quickly revolutionary ideals can transform into the very tyranny they sought to overthrow. Both authors understood that humans are remarkably consistent in their inconsistency – a trait one can witness daily during Mumbai local train rushes.

The Times They Lived In: Different Centuries, Same Human Nature

Swift lived through the ear-shattering, tumultuous days in the early 18th century, witnessing the Spanish succession, religious conflicts ,and the rise of party politics in the UK. His “A Modest Proposal “emerged from the devastating Irish famine and English indifference – a piece is such a great satire that it proposed to eat children to solve the problem of poverty, and when I first read it, it made me feel astonished. How can someone give such an idea? So inhumane! The initial line of the essay, “It is a sad object for those who pass through this great city or travel in the country, when they look at the roads, roads and cabin doors, crowds with beggars,” can still describe any major city roads. Indeed, it had created an instant visualization in my mind’s eye when I was going through it.

Orwell, who was writing in the shadow of two world wars, Stalin’s purges, and the rise of totalitarian regimes, had plenty of material for his dystopian nightmares. His impressions in Burma and then fighting in the Spanish Civil War shaped his worldview of power structures and the emergence of that propaganda politics all across the globe. 1984’s “War is peace. Freedom is slavery. Ignorance is strength” resonates particularly strongly even in this current era of “alternative facts” and ‘WhatsApp forwards’ that masquerade as real news and impact a larger audience.

Characters That Stick: From Talking Horses to Thoughtful Pigs

Swift’s genius can be witnessed in his creation of characters that were simultaneously absurd and also real. Gulliver himself is the perfect everyman protagonist – neither particularly heroic nor villainous, just profoundly human in his adaptability and occasional obtuseness. The Houyhnhnms, his rational horses, represent Swift’s ideal of reason, while the Yahoos embody our baser instincts: those primal human tendencies. It’s a character dynamic that would work perfectly in a Bollywood film – imagine Shah Rukh Khan as Gulliver, complete with emotional monologues about the nature of humanity.

The Lilliputians, with their elaborate court ceremonies and bitter political divisions over trivial matters, remind me strongly of our own political theater. Their debate over whether eggs should be broken at the big end or the little end – the source of wars and persecutions – feels like a prescient commentary on modern political discourse, where parties can spend months debating the height of statues while infrastructure crumbles.

Orwell’s characters are equally memorable, though in a more sinister way. Napoleon the pig’s transformation from revolutionary leader to tyrant is a masterclass in character development. It was funny, domineering, and artistic altogether. His gradual adoption of human behaviors – walking on two legs, wearing clothes, drinking alcohol – mirrors the corruption of power. “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.

Winston Smith from 1984 represents the last remaining sign of an individual’s thoughts in a totalitarian world. His famous declaration, “Freedom is the freedom to say that two plus two make four,” might seem simple looking at it from the outside, but in a world that is full of manufactured truth that can be twisted in any way, it becomes revolutionary and impactful.

The Art of the Satirical Scalpel

Have you ever seen a master surgeon at his work? His precision? His focus? Both authors wielded satire like master surgeons, making precise cuts that expose the infected tissue of society and try to weed it away from the main grain, without killing the patient entirely. Swift’s approach was more bizzare, layering absurdity upon absurdity, and never stopping it in midway until the reader is forced to confront uncomfortable truths about human nature.He does not hesitate making the plot grotesque at times. His Battle of the Books, where ancient and modern literature literally fight it out, feels like a precursor to modern social media debates – complete with the same level of pettiness and misplaced passion.

Orwell’s satire was more direct, though no less effective. His ability to create phrases that entered the common lexicon – “Big Brother,” “thoughtcrime,” “doublespeak” – demonstrates his genius for crystallizing complex ideas into memorable concepts.I am also amazed how easily all those coined words were adopted by the world.

A Personal Connection: Reading Across Cultures and Centuries

As a reader from a different culture, discovering both authors felt like finding intermingled spirits who understood very well the peculiar madness and whims associated with power and governance. Swift’s portrayal of colonial attitudes in Gulliver’s Travels resonated deeply, while Orwell’s stances as a colonial officer and his subsequent criticism of imperialism in Burmese Days provided insights into the colonial mindset that shaped our recent history.

Reading Animal Farm during quite late in life, I compared parallels with our own freedom struggle – how noble ideals can be corrupted, how liberators can become oppressors, and how the masses can be manipulated through clever propaganda. The book’s banned status in various countries only added to its appeal it must have been containing some gravitas in it, proving Orwell’s point of view that “The truth is not a matter of public debate.

Swift’s Modest Proposal, with its cold, mathematical approach, almost mechanical and emotionless solution to human suffering, reminded me of the casual way politicians discuss poverty statistics, reducing human misery to mere numbers on a spreadsheet. It is not a data analysis project of a technician. His suggestion that the poor sell their children as food to the rich was satirical, but the underlying indifference to human suffering he was critiquing remains painfully relevant.

The Legacy: Still Swift, Still Orwellian

Both authors created a body of work that transcends their historical contexts and then turns into timeless commentaries on human nature and power. “Orwellian” has entered our vocabulary as a shorthand for totalitarian overreach, and it’s in fact a potent word in my opinion, while Swift’s name remains synonymous with sharp, intelligent satire.

Their influence extends far beyond literature. Every time I scroll through my phone, consuming information curated and extraordinarily organized by algorithms we don’t understand, we’re living in a world both authors would recognize – one where truth is malleable, power is concentrated, and the individual struggles to maintain dignity and reason in an increasingly absurd world.

In conclusion, that random board proclaiming “George was swift today” was more prophetic and evocative for me than I initially realized. Both Georges were indeed swift in their ability to cut through societal pretenses and reveal uncomfortable truths. Can I say they were the original stand-up comedians, except their audiences were entire civilizations, and their punchlines and witty metaphor had the power to topple governments!

As I finished that apple and walked away in a very pretentious sober mood from the tea-sipping crowd, I realized that being an outlier isn’t necessarily a bad way of being in a place – sometimes it takes an outside perspective to see the emperor’s new frenzies, or in this case, the pig’s borrowed trousers. Both Swift and Orwell were outliers in their time, like that line on the board of my place! Their writings remind us that laughter can be the most powerful weapon against tyranny, and sometimes the best way to confront horror is to point at it and laugh until it loses its power to frighten us. After all, as both authors knew, the pen might be mightier than the sword, but a pen dipped in satirical ink? That’s practically nuclear.A nuclear bomb! isn’t it?

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My Year in Books: 2024

“The trouble with having an open mind, of course, is that people will insist on coming along and trying to put things in it. -T P”

We should remain aware of such trouble yet, despite knowing this, we should at least keep our mind ajar; who knows, one day it rains heavily straight into our mind, and there we feel lessening of that needless temper that has been gathered there. The accumulation of the refined rainwater has such power.

In 2024, my personal and work life was flat; nothing miraculous happened. The only youthful exuberance that was churned out in my flat-senile life was by some out of sudden long travels. I travelled a lot this year. Or you can say I was forced to travel in a rapid turn of events. I went far down in central India, visited some places, then went even down in southern India and visited more places. Out of all these places, what I remember most was ‘palaces’.

I like forts and ruined historical structures always. Don’t they carry and keep, still in the air, the lost miasma of some buried stories, of some bygone love affairs? ‘Golkonda Fort’ (an 11th-century fortified citadel at the outskirt of Hydrabad), ‘Bengaluru Palace’ (a 19th-century royal palace in Banglore), and ‘Bibi Ka Makbara’ . (a 17th-century mausoleum in Aurangabad) remained the three most memorable monuments for me in my travel this year.

You can see how to reach these places on the internet; they are amazing tourist attractions!

Now books!

My year started with Charles Dicken. I bought the hard copy of his ‘Bleak House’ in a small town at the bank of the Ganges in the north. And I witnessed exceptional craftsmanship from the author. Then I read a few more books by the authors I had previously read.

The first new author this year turned out to be Olga Tokarczuk; her book Flights was an amazing addition to my traveling year. After this book, I decided to read some new book releases this year and got an opportunity to read a few new authors. I also read some nonfiction and light fun books. Some poetry anthologies included.

By the time April started, I found that I had already met my annual target, which was 25 books. So I took a deep sigh, ordered a small chocolate donut, eased off my bookish sentiments at once, and decided to enjoy life, keeping myself away from books. This was the same time I dematerialised myself, ceased to be visible from anything bookish, and stopped any type of perusal. It was the
same travel time I mentioned above.

Time quickly passed, like a fleeting yet very engaging scene of a play by some antique writer. I looked on the calendar one day and found it was October. I logged into the ‘My Books’ section here and caught sight of the fact that in the last 6 months, I have not read a page. It was not that I could not get time to read, but I had become too complacent after meeting my annual target, and I was also not motivated enough perhaps.

But during this long reading slump, one major bookish event occurred in my life. For the first time in my life, I bought more than 35 contemporary and not-so-old books for less than 3000 rupees. A very good quality, almost new book in an event in Bangalore. It was the biggest book haul of my life. I frolicked that evening, seeing my now inordinately large book shelf. I bought so many books after this event too at different places. The count of all these books together is going to be my annual target for the next year. This 6-month period turned out to be the ‘period of accumulation’ for me. May be sometime in the future I can organise a ‘jumble sale’.

‘When you are not reading them, accumulate them.’

After this slump, I started with ‘The Power and the Glory by Graham Greene and then read a few shorter books to build momentum. It worked really well, and I kept this momentum going till the last day of the year. When I finished my year with 22 more titles, with the author Evelyn Waugh‘s Brideshead Revisited: The Sacred and Profane Memories of Captain Charles Ryder and Goodbye to Berlin of Chistopher Isherwood.

Two debutant novelists I will appreciate this year were for the book The Nude and Grey Dog.

Poetry, I did not read much this year but I will remember Aimless Love: New and Selected Poems.

Good Eats: 32 Writers on Eating Ethically was the best new nonfiction/essay book that I read this year.

The strangest book that I read this year was Bound to Violence

The most comprehensive book (scopewise) that I have read was Speaking for Myself: An Anthology of Asian Women’s Writing. One book that slithered into me was Norwegian Wood for its simple and lucid prose. Narration and story wise, I loved A Gentleman in MoscowHerzog and Brideshead Revisited: The Sacred and Profane Memories of Captain Charles Ryder will be among the top two mesmerizing reads for me.

The list of all new authors/books that I read for the first time is here:

Novel/ Short stories

1.Flights by Olga Tokarczuk,
2.Norwegian Wood by Murakami Haruki,
3. Blue Hour by Tiffany Clarke Harrison
4. Hans Christian Andersen
5..Bound to Violence byYambo Ouologuem
6..Grey Dogby Gish Elliott
7.Green Frog: Stories by Gina Chung
8.Mater 2-10 by Hwang, Sok-yong
9. Clockwork by Philip Pullman
10.The Power and the Glory by Greene, Graham
11. The Man Who Was Thursday: A Nightmare by G.K. Chesterton
12.Oh William! by Elizabeth Strout
13. Herzog by Saul Bellow
14.Klara and the Sun by Kazuo Ishiguro
15.A Gentleman in Moscow by Amor Towles
16.Ways of Sunlight by Sam Selvon
17.Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea by Jules Verne
18.Goodbye to Berlin by Christopher Isherwood
19.Brideshead Revisited: The Sacred and Profane Memories of Captain Charles Ryder by Evelyn Waugh
20.I Remember Grandpa by Truman Capote
21. Speaking for Myself: An Anthology of Asian Women’s Writing by Kumar Sukrita Paul Lal Malashri
22. The Nude by C. Michelle Lindley
23.Blue Hour by Tiffany Clarke Harrison
24.The Why Why Girl by Mahasweta Devi

Non-Fiction/ Essays:

1. Good Eats: 32 Writers on Eating Ethically by Melissa A. Goldthwaite
2. Book of Cakes by Linda Collister
3.100 Words for Rain by Alex Johnson
4.The Ambuja Story: How a Group of Ordinary Men Created an Extraordinary Company by Narotam Sekhsaria
5.Entwined: Essays on Polyamory and Creating Home by Alex Alberto
6.No God but God: The Origins, Evolution and Future of Islam by Reza Aslan
7.What is Literature? by Jean-Paul Sartre
8. What I Talk About When I Talk About Running by Haruki Murakami

Poetry/ anthology:
1. Central Avenue Poetry Prize by Beau Adler
2.A Planet Is a Poem by Amanda West Lewis
3.The Poetry Pharmacy Forever by William Sieghart
4. Aimless Love: New and Selected Poems by Billy Collins,

So, this was another 5-star year for me, as I exceeded my expectations and bookish target by a substantial margin. Out of 47 titles I read this year, I read full books by approximately 35 new authors this year. But through the anthologies of poems, nonfiction, and short stories that I covered, I plainly read more than 100 new authors this year! Can you believe this?

This was in brief what happened in my bookish world.
With the brief recap, I wish all my book friends a lovely, healthy, and happy new year 2025!

Let’s end this year with a poem.

“Tonight’s December thirty-first,
Something is about to burst.
The clock is crouching, dark and small,
Like a time bomb in the hall.
Hark, it’s midnight, children dear.
Duck! Here comes another year!”
― Ogden Nash,

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