1984

           HewasanobjectofhatredmoreconstantthaneitherEurasiaorEastasia, sincewhenOceaniawasatwarwithoneofthesePowersitwasgenerallyatpeacewiththeother. ButwhatwasstrangewasthatalthoughGoldsteinwashatedanddespisedbyeverybody, althougheverydayandathousandtimesaday,onplatforms,onthetelescreen, innewspapers,inbooks,histheorieswererefuted,smashed,ridiculed, helduptothegeneralgazeforthepitifulrubbishthattheywereinspiteofallthis,hisinfluenceneverseemedtogrowless. Alwaystherewerefreshdupeswaitingtobeseducedbyhim. AdayneverpassedwhenspiesandsaboteursactingunderhisdirectionswerenotunmaskedbytheThoughtPolice. Hewasthecommanderofavastshadowyarmy, anundergroundnetworkofconspiratorsdedicatedtotheoverthrowoftheState. TheBrotherhood,itsnamewassupposedtobe. Therewerealsowhisperedstoriesofaterriblebook, acompendiumofalltheheresies, ofwhichGoldsteinwastheauthorandwhichcirculatedclandestinelyhereandthere. Itwasabookwithoutatitle. Peoplereferredtoit,ifatall,simplyasthebook. Butoneknewofsuchthingsonlythroughvaguerumours. NeithertheBrotherhoodnorthebookwasasubjectthatanyordinaryPartymemberwouldmentioniftherewasawayofavoidingit. 

           InitssecondminutetheHaterosetoafrenzy. Peoplewereleapingupanddownintheirplaces andshoutingatthetopsoftheirvoicesinanefforttodrownthemaddeningbleatingvoicethatcamefromthescreen. Thelittlesandy-hairedwomanhadturnedbrightpink,andhermouthwasopeningandshuttinglikethatofalandedfish. EvenO’Brien’sheavyfacewasflushed. Hewassittingverystraightinhischair,hispowerfulchestswellingandquiveringasthoughhewerestandinguptotheassaultofawave.