Eric Arthur Blaire (nom de plume, George Orwell) was from a landed gentry family in decline. Dad was a Sub-Deputy Opium Agent in the British Indian Civil Service ensuring that the Spice must flow. Mum moved Eric back to Merry Ol' and after an Eton education, a hitch with the Indian Police and a detour fighting against the Francic Forces in España, young Eric dove into the Parisian Left Bank Lost Generation literary scene, eschewed his (comparatively) privilege roots and became a legit Author. Disillusioned with the vacuous narrative he fought for in Spain and bolstered by the tales of woe heard from Russian expats fleeing the Lenin/Trotsky shit show and having rubbed shoulders with some Fabian Socialist friends of his mum all his life, Geroge ran things to their logical conclusion, put 2+2 together and came up with 4. Penned Animal Farm & 1984 as screed warnings to The West which neglected to listen hard enough.