Stop twisting yourselves into knots. By the end of his life, Orwell - who had always been a neo-libertarian - was a strong, forthright and clear thinking neo-conservative. He recognised that one totalitarianism was much like another, that Stalinism was Hitlerism, that imperialism was also a leftwing adjunct. He also…

I always liked the story of the three thousand irishmen who signed up to fight for Franco. Strangely, the history books rarely mention those morons.

Shameful?

Because he wasn't an anti-Stalinist socialist. That's a label that socialists put on him because they can't bear the thought that this crystal-clear thinker wasn't one of them anymore.

Your childlike sophistry is ridiculous.

To be frank, the fucking leftwing didn't do much fighting against communist totalitarianism, did they? Did you?

'Unreconstructed'? You're such a relativist that you're now hating on 'courage' now? Is there nothing you liberals won't betray.

Orwell's most interesting job was as the Mi6 man in India looking into Gandhi in case the British ever needed to discredit him. He discovered that the saintly Mahatma was a chronic child molester, a fact that was well known and hidden by the Congress party.

That is so blurry and garbled it could be anything. I wish more Streisand videos were like this.

No, it's the book before. It's literally disappeared from human knowledge. It was full of the most scathing anecdotes. Just as 'With Nails' had the subtitle 'The Film Diaries' the first book, whose title escapes me, was called 'The Theatre Diaries'. After great reviews, I nthink it migh have been suppressed after the…

Into the mud, scum queen!

I imagine it as a slab of liver into which fire ants have secreted a slab of blue-veined Gorgonzola.

That's like inviting a guy who mics shitting his pants to the Grammys to hand out the Lifetime Achievement Award.

Can you imagine coughing in Madonna's face? She'd have her security flens you on the spot.

I was twenty-one and thought then, as I think now, that she was a cunt. Of course,  now I don't think it in a good way.

'Feud', fuck it.

A far more amusing episode is the one detailing Richard E. Grant's intense fued of hate with Dame Maggie Smith. This was contained in his pubilished book of his diaries and yet, sadly, it seems to have disappeared off the face of the earth, so crushed was it by angry lawyers' letters. Does anyone have a copy? Or even…

I find no problem in her statement: 'I absolutely loathe hydrangeas'. It's the statement  - 'He obviously doesn't know that' which follows that's so stunning. She obviously thinks she's such a world-spanning, self-perpetuating, multi-media node that everyone knows everything about her all the time.

Isn't it? And yet my iPod's only got showtunes and sitar music.

Gay. That's what I thought immediately I read your post. So gay.