A modern literary intellectual lives and writes in constant dread—not, indeed, of public opinion in the wider sense, but of public opinion within his own group. As a rule, luckily, there is more than one group, but also at any given moment there is a dominant orthodoxy, to offend against which needs a thick skin and sometimes means cutting one’s income in half for years on end. Obviously, for about fifteen years past, the dominant orthodoxy, especially among the young, has been “left.”1;0;
—George Orwell, “Writers and Leviathan,” 1948

It was inevitable, I suppose, that the collapse of Communism and the waning of the Cold War would sooner or later bring in their wake a revaluation of the writers most explicitly identified with the anti-Communist cause. It is not to be expected, however, that this process of...


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