June the 8th this year marked the 70th anniversary of the publication of George Orwell's Nineteen Eighty-Four.
Japan becomes Eastasia , Russia controls Eurasia and the Anglo American Alliance becomes Oceania. That is the setting in 1984. Imagine living in a totalitarian city where you are surrounded by telescreens. Oceania , Eurasia and Eastasia are these fictional states in the dystopian world created by George Orwell in 1984. In Oceania, Newspeak is the official language of Oceania set by its ruling party, English Socialist Party known as Ingsoc and the citizens of Oceania is under constant audio-visual surveillance by "Thought Police" such that the government is able to monitor and control the speech , the actions and the thoughts of its citizens. There are posters plastered everywhere with the caption BIG BROTHER IS WATCHING YOU.
The Oceania government is divided into four Ministries. The Ministry of Truth is concerned with news, entertainment, education and the fine arts. The Ministry of Peace is concerned with war. The Ministry of Love maintain law and order. The Ministry of Plenty is responsible for economic affairs. Their names in Newspeak: Minitrue, Minipax,Miniluv, Miniplenty.
Japan becomes Eastasia , Russia controls Eurasia and the Anglo American Alliance becomes Oceania. That is the setting in 1984. Imagine living in a totalitarian city where you are surrounded by telescreens. Oceania , Eurasia and Eastasia are these fictional states in the dystopian world created by George Orwell in 1984. In Oceania, Newspeak is the official language of Oceania set by its ruling party, English Socialist Party known as Ingsoc and the citizens of Oceania is under constant audio-visual surveillance by "Thought Police" such that the government is able to monitor and control the speech , the actions and the thoughts of its citizens. There are posters plastered everywhere with the caption BIG BROTHER IS WATCHING YOU.
The Oceania government is divided into four Ministries. The Ministry of Truth is concerned with news, entertainment, education and the fine arts. The Ministry of Peace is concerned with war. The Ministry of Love maintain law and order. The Ministry of Plenty is responsible for economic affairs. Their names in Newspeak: Minitrue, Minipax,Miniluv, Miniplenty.
The
story is told from the point of view of Winston Smith, a 39 -year-old
man working at the Ministry of Truth where truth is a misnomer. Inside his flat, there is a telescreen
on the right-hand wall.
man working at the Ministry of Truth where truth is a misnomer. Inside his flat, there is a telescreen
on the right-hand wall.
‘ Winston kept his back turned to the
telescreen. It was safer; though, as he well knew, even a back can be
revealing. A kilometre away the Ministry of Truth, his place of work, towered
vast and white above the grimy landscape. This, he thought with a sort of vague
distaste – this was London, chief city of Airstrip One, itself the third most
populous of the provinces of Oceania. He tried to squeeze out some childhood
memory that should tell him whether London had always been quite like this.
Were there always these vistas of rotting nineteenth-century houses, their
sides shored up with baulks of timber, their windows patched with cardboard and
their roofs with corrugated iron, their crazy garden walls sagging in all directions?
And the bombed sites where the plaster dust swirled in the air and the willow herb
straggled over the heaps of rubble; and the places where the bombs had cleared
a larger patch and there had sprung up sordid colonies of wooden dwelling like
chicken-houses? But it was no use, he could not remember: nothing remained of
his childhood except for a series of bright-lit tableaux, occurring against no
background and mostly intelligible.’
When
facing the telescreen, Winston feels that it is advisable to set his features into the expression of quiet
optimism. Winston starts writing his thoughts in a journal, ‘a peculiarly
beautiful book with its creamy paper, a little yellow by age ,of a kind that
had not been manufactured for forty years.’ Winston realizes that all he
needs is courage to transfer to paper all that endless restless monologue that
has been running in his head.
‘When
Winston first bought the book, he carried it guiltily home in his briefcase.
Even with nothing written in it, it was
a compromising possession.
‘ The thing that he was about to do was to
open a diary. This was not illegal ( nothing was illegal, since there were no
longer any laws), but if detected it was reasonably certain that it would be
punished by death, or at least by twenty-five years in a forced-labour camp. Winston fitted a nib into the penholder and sucked it to get the grease off. The pen was an archaic instrument, seldom used even for signatures, and he had procured one, furtively and with some difficulty, simply because of a feeling that the beautiful creamy paper deserved to be written on with a real nib instead of being scratched with an ink-pencil. Actually he was not used to writing by hand. Apart from very short notes, it was usual to dictate everything into the speakwrite, which was of course impossible for his present purpose. He dipped the pen into the ink and then faltered for just a second. A tremor had gone through his bowels. To mark the paper was the decisive act. In small clumsy letters he wrote :
punished by death, or at least by twenty-five years in a forced-labour camp. Winston fitted a nib into the penholder and sucked it to get the grease off. The pen was an archaic instrument, seldom used even for signatures, and he had procured one, furtively and with some difficulty, simply because of a feeling that the beautiful creamy paper deserved to be written on with a real nib instead of being scratched with an ink-pencil. Actually he was not used to writing by hand. Apart from very short notes, it was usual to dictate everything into the speakwrite, which was of course impossible for his present purpose. He dipped the pen into the ink and then faltered for just a second. A tremor had gone through his bowels. To mark the paper was the decisive act. In small clumsy letters he wrote :
April 4th 1984
He
sat back. A sense of complete helplessness had descended upon him, To begin
with he did not know with any certainty that this was 1984. It must be round
about that date, since he was fairly sure that his age was thirty-nine, and he
believed that he had been born in 1944 or 1945; but it was never possible
nowadays to pin down any date within a year or two.
For
whom, it suddenly occurred to him to wonder, was he writing this diary? For the
future ,for the unborn. His mind hovered for a moment round the doubtful date
on the page, and then fetched up with a bump against the Newspeak word
doublethink .
For the first time the magnitude of what he had undertaken came home to him.
How could you communicate with the future? It was of its nature impossible.
Either the future would resemble the present, in which case it would not listen
to him; or it would be different from it, and his predicament would be
meaningless.’
Doublethink
means the power of holding two contradictory beliefs in one mind
simultaneously, and accepting both of them.
You play tricks with reality. By the exercise of
doublethink you will satisfy yourself that reality is not violated. The process
has to be conscious, or it would not be carried out with sufficient precision,
but it also has to be unconscious, or it
would bring with it a feeling of falsity and hence of guilt.
In the novel 1984, the consummate
embodiment of
doublethink is the Inner Party official O’Brien, Winston’s
seducer, protector and destroyer. He first seduces Winston by impersonating a
devout revolutionary that cause Winston to think there is kinship and hope.
O’Brien believes with utter sincerity in the
regime he serves yet he is self-contradictory as he propounds his belief that Humanity is the Party, the Party
is Immortal and Men are infinitely malleable. Winston’s fate is not surprising though it is
terrifying even if you are anticipating it.
Julia is the other major character in the novel. She believes that she
can somehow beat the regime and she thinks they cannot get inside her and make
her believe it even if they can make her say anything. She is completely
ignorant about how the powerful can tear
the human minds to pieces and put them
together in new shapes.
Seventy years on, the dystopian novel Nineteen Eighty-Four remains relevant. George Orwell is a masterful storyteller. 1984 is a must-read classic.
Seventy years on, the dystopian novel Nineteen Eighty-Four remains relevant. George Orwell is a masterful storyteller. 1984 is a must-read classic.
In the current world, even if we do not subscribe to Instagram,
Facebook , tweeter and tumblr and could resist peer pressure when trying in every way to be individualistic with a view to stay independent-minded, somehow we might be compelled or unwittingly conform to what is regarded as normal social behaviour unless we shut ourselves away from films, telecast and the media altogether.The authorities, banks, institutions
and establishments in the name of data protection and going paperless have more
information about us than what we know
about ourselves. Omnipresent technology companies certainly make use of what
they gather about how we access the cyberworld, our likes and dislikes and in turn making a profit from
patterns in our behaviour by selling these collective data to the big
enterprises so they could create and produce stuff that allures us to spend and
forget about what matters. The wide web world makes the world seem small
but internet development is definitely an apparent form of social control
on such an enormous scale that the historical tyrants and
dictators could only dream about.
In the year of 1984, the integrated circuit
chip was less than a decade old and very primitive to what we have now. Technology has speared ahead so much so that many memories are now distant. Memory is relatively easy to deal with as it
is always easy to deny the memories of
many for those in control to debase
history and rewrite the past. We need to use our intelligence and common sense to decipher whether the source of information is a credible one and determine if what we read is true or false. Technology has provided the authorities and institutions with the power to monitor the activities of the general public and also each individual if they wish to. While we are being watched, we are also able to watch everyone else whenever we access to the social media platforms and watch the news, reality shows, cooking shows etc on television bearing in mind that they are still shows put on for the audience to enjoy, they may not be what ordinary people are doing.
Last night at Fête de la
musique held at a local shopping mall, I
met an acquaintance who had just
returned from a road trip to Thailand and Laos. He was away from his family for six weeks and had travelled 9000
kilometres on a motorbike. That is a commendable
feat. With the benefit of technology, he was able to obtain information about where he could stay whenever he needed a
rest. To go on a road trip, out of one's comfort zone and without any pre-arranged accommodation takes courage. That would be a real challenge and a luxury at the
same time.
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