1984

           Youweresupposedtostandtoattention. However,inhispresentpositionhewasinvisible. 

           ‘Oceania,‘tisforthee’gavewaytolightermusic. Winstonwalkedovertothewindow,keepinghisbacktothetelescreen. Thedaywasstillcoldandclear. Somewherefarawayarocketbombexplodedwithadull,reverberatingroar. AbouttwentyorthirtyofthemaweekwerefallingonLondonatpresent. 

           Downinthestreetthewindflappedthetornpostertoandfro,andthewordINGSOCfitfullyappearedandvanished. Ingsoc. ThesacredprinciplesofIngsoc. Newspeak,doublethink,themutabilityofthepast. Hefeltasthoughhewerewanderingintheforestsoftheseabottom,lostinamonstrousworldwherehehimselfwasthemonster. Hewasalone. Thepastwasdead,thefuturewasunimaginable. Whatcertaintyhadhethatasinglehumancreaturenowlivingwasonhisside? AndwhatwayofknowingthatthedominionofthePartywouldnotendureFOREVER? Likeananswer,thethreeslogansonthewhitefaceoftheMinistryofTruthcamebacktohim: 

           WARISPEACE 

           FREEDOMISSLAVERY 

           IGNORANCEISSTRENGTH 

           Hetookatwenty-fivecentpieceoutofhispocket. There,too,intinyclearlettering,thesamesloganswereinscribed,andontheotherfaceofthecointheheadofBigBrother. Evenfromthecointheeyespursuedyou. Oncoins,onstamps,onthecoversofbooks,onbanners,onposters,andonthewrappingsofacigarettepacket—everywhere. Alwaystheeyeswatchingyouandthevoiceenvelopingyou.