“Beasts of England, beasts of Ireland Beasts of every land and clime Hearken to my joyful Tidings Of the golden future time“
George Orwell’s political works are staggering in context, and bizarrely accurate. His work Animal Farm was supposedly an allegorical parody of Stalinistic Russia (drawn from the author’s own illustrative experiences), but could refer to any authoritative governmental regime of today.
Lyrical in style, the book masterfully tells a tale of the rise and fall of a regime governed by animals. It beautifully describes the onset of a rebellion; a rebellion by the animal victims to have a kingdom of their own, a rebellion against selfish and irresponsible masters which has significant political proportions.
The book charts its course by describing Manor Farm, which belonged to Mr Jones and his men; it did until the animals arrived at other plans. And so the humans, including Mr Jones, were chased out of the farm, resulting in the birth of Animal Farm – a Farm to be reaped and ruled by the self-sufficient animals.
It all started on a good note for the animal kingdom, but things started to go downhill. Greed and selfishness corrupted some of its elite – opening doors to general destruction but not without some gains, earned malevolently by power-grabbing elites.
It was, as Orwell intended it to be, a breathtaking take on how politicians conduct their affairs with selfish desires, on the disguise of general welfare. Evocative as they may be with their oration, it throws light on their thirst for self-prosperity at the cost of the powerless general populous. It is an intriguing political saga that holds good for generations past, present, and future and so deftly portrays the dark side of power and freedom won with the support of the exploited masses.
Musings of a Quirky Soul 