• 𝙈𝙞𝙖@quokk.auOPEnglish
      4·
      8 hours ago

      Yeah, who do you expect to follow up on that?

      It’s not like they were an old lady holding a Palestinian flag after all.

  • Zombie@feddit.ukEnglish
    52·
    1 day ago

    The horrible thing about the Two Minutes Hate was not that one was obliged to act a part, but, on the contrary, that it was impossible to avoid joining in. Within thirty seconds any pretence was always unnecessary. A hideous ecstasy of fear and vindictiveness, a desire to kill, to torture, to smash faces in with a sledge-hammer, seemed to flow through the whole group of people like an electric current, turning one even against one’s will into a grimacing, screaming lunatic. And yet the rage that one felt was an abstract, undirected emotion which could be switched from one object to another like the flame of a blowlamp. Thus, at one moment Winston’s hatred was not turned against Goldstein at all, but, on the contrary, against Big Brother, the Party, and the Thought Police; and at such moments his heart went out to the lonely, derided heretic on the screen, sole guardian of truth and sanity in a world of lies. And yet the very next instant he was at one with the people about him, and all that was said of Goldstein seemed to him to be true. At those moments his secret loathing of Big Brother changed into adoration, and Big Brother seemed to tower up, an invincible, fearless protector, standing like a rock against the hordes of Asia, and Goldstein, in spite of his isolation, his helplessness, and the doubt that hung about his very existence, seemed like some sinister enchanter, capable by the mere power of his voice of wrecking the structure of civilization.

    It was even possible, at moments, to switch one’s hatred this way or that by a voluntary act. Suddenly, by the sort of violent effort with which one wrenches one’s head away from the pillow in a nightmare, Winston succeeded in transferring his hatred from the face on the screen to the dark-haired girl behind him. Vivid, beautiful hallucinations flashed through his mind. He would flog her to death with a rubber truncheon. He would tie her naked to a stake and shoot her full of arrows like Saint Sebastian. He would ravish her and cut her throat at the moment of climax. Better than before, moreover, he realized WHY it was that he hated her. He hated her because she was young and pretty and sexless, because he wanted to go to bed with her and would never do so, because round her sweet supple waist, which seemed to ask you to encircle it with your arm, there was only the odious scarlet sash, aggressive symbol of chastity.

    The Hate rose to its climax.

    At this moment the entire group of people broke into a deep, slow, rhythmical chant of ‘B[oring]-B[oring]!..B-B[oring]!’—over and over again, very slowly, with a long pause between the first ‘B’ and the second—a heavy, murmurous sound, somehow curiously savage, in the background of which one seemed to hear the stamp of naked feet and the throbbing of tom-toms. For perhaps as much as thirty seconds they kept it up. It was a refrain that was often heard in moments of overwhelming emotion. Partly it was a sort of hymn to the wisdom and majesty of Big Brother, but still more it was an act of self-hypnosis, a deliberate drowning of consciousness by means of rhythmic noise. Winston’s entrails seemed to grow cold. In the Two Minutes Hate he could not help sharing in the general delirium, but this sub-human chanting of ‘B[oring]-B[oring]!..B-B[oring]!’ always filled him with horror. Of course he chanted with the rest: it was impossible to do otherwise. To dissemble your feelings, to control your face, to do what everyone else was doing, was an instinctive reaction.

    • 1984 by George Orwell, Chapter 1

    https://gutenberg.net.au/ebooks01/0100021h.html

    The [square brackets] are my own addition.

    • waz@feddit.ukEnglish
      18·
      1 day ago

      I watched the 1984version of the film 1984 today. It was slightly worrying that the state of the world today feels so similar. The U.K. really has been airstrip one of late and it’s disgusting.

      • Echo Dot@feddit.ukEnglish
        3·
        11 hours ago

        I didn’t actually know there was a film adaptation although it makes sense. I’ve tried reading 1984 a few times and they just can’t get into it, so maybe I should watch it instead I don’t know how accurate to the book it is though.

  • Noel_Skum@sh.itjust.worksEnglish
    48·
    1 day ago

    If you’re still supporting Nige at this stage then you’ll love this video… especially the eye gouging and hair pulling from delegates. Stay classy, Reform.