You’re correct, but they don’t care, because actual facts don’t matter anymore. The Truth is whatever the Dear Leader says it is. Wasn’t that the point of that book?
Are you referring to 1984? Because I’m pretty sure a major aspect is that the proles are kept largely docile through bread and circus’s, but Winston does recognize their potential to overthrowing big brother if either the bread or circus’s stopped. It’s been awhile since I’ve read it but isn’t the framing device of the book that it’s a recovered journal from after Big Brother and the Party fell? Or am I mixing it up with 1984 fan theories?
He gazed up at the enormous face. Forty years it had taken him to learn what kind of smile was hidden beneath the dark moustache. O cruel, needless misunderstanding! O stubborn, self-willed exile from the loving breast! Two gin-scented tears trickled down the sides of his nose. But it was all right, everything was all right, the struggle was finished. He had won the victory over himself. He loved Big Brother
They kept people docile in 1984 with war and rations
Maybe you are thinking of A Brave New World? (I haven’t read that)
LOLZ. They still don’t realize that states keep their own numbers, and tax revenue is public. Fucking insane how stupid these assholes are.
You’re correct, but they don’t care, because actual facts don’t matter anymore. The Truth is whatever the Dear Leader says it is. Wasn’t that the point of that book?
Are you referring to 1984? Because I’m pretty sure a major aspect is that the proles are kept largely docile through bread and circus’s, but Winston does recognize their potential to overthrowing big brother if either the bread or circus’s stopped. It’s been awhile since I’ve read it but isn’t the framing device of the book that it’s a recovered journal from after Big Brother and the Party fell? Or am I mixing it up with 1984 fan theories?
1984 has the bleak ending…
Spoiler
He gazed up at the enormous face. Forty years it had taken him to learn what kind of smile was hidden beneath the dark moustache. O cruel, needless misunderstanding! O stubborn, self-willed exile from the loving breast! Two gin-scented tears trickled down the sides of his nose. But it was all right, everything was all right, the struggle was finished. He had won the victory over himself. He loved Big Brother
They kept people docile in 1984 with war and rations
Maybe you are thinking of A Brave New World? (I haven’t read that)