A Journey Started

A Journey Started

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

A Toothless Prostitute


The plot thickens a little. You’ve given a great overall description of how people think. The conversation that Winston had with Syme was perfect in that. The smallest flinch of doubt on Winston’s face and his “comrade” would turn him into the Thought Police without hesitation.

Syme is an interesting character to think about. On one hand, his intelligence seems above average. Yet he loves the idea that by destroying words people won’t even be able to think for themselves (and commit Thought Crime). Big Brother is dumbing down the intelligence of this nation (Oceania is it?) and the people are more than happy to do it for them (or him?). This example really sets in the complexity of the nation and how hard it would be to live with unorthodox thoughts like Winston has.

Then again, is this really something that is remotely possible? I find your writing to feel very real but the scenario is so extreme.

I am curious about what is the rest of the world like. The world is too large to have one kind of monopolizing government. I’d like to get an outsider’s perspective on this unusual world. Currently, it reminds me of an extreme North Korea (will they win the World Cup again?).

I think the dinner conversations between Winston, Syme, and Parsons dragged on for too long. I was really excited to leave that conversation.

And now on to a much better topic: sex! I was wondering how love and sex would work in this community since it leaves us with strong emotional ties. I guess only allowing two people who aren’t attracted to one another is one way of achieving this. And to convince the people that the act is not pleasurable and disgusting. Does this mean that they don’t allow masturbation?

What an awesomely sickening way to end the section! What started out to be a slow section for me ended with me giggling in disgust. The undertone of humor is present but it’s vague and rare. I was intrigued to read further, thinking that this woman that Winston writes about was the love of his life, only to find out that she was an old hooker with no teeth. Still makes me laugh! J

I’ll catch you on the flip side! 

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