So I’m reading 1984 again, it’s just one of those books you gotta pick up every few years, just to remind yourself of what’s going on in the world.
And the thing about it is, besides the obvious realizations that newspeak and doublespeak are rampant in our current government, the thing about it is….
I am completely paranoid.
It is such a good book and so freaking vivid and ever more realistic, that I swear to god I’m watching myself walking down the street.
I find myself keeping the amused straight faced that Winston needs in the book. In the elevator I relax just a tad, thinking Big Brother couldn’t find me in there.
That I fear writing, for just a moment, in case good ole BB starts to notice my blog!
I’m totally freaking out, and am worried I may talk in my sleep.
Down with Big Brother.
Down with Big Brother.
The thought police are coming to get me.
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