mr.House's blog: Fresh news 25

I have had a long life, I have had much time for thought as I lay alone in my stall, and I think I may say that I understand the nature of life on this earth as well as any animal now living. Now thats a nice gateleg table in the corner there. St Martins-in-the-Fields it used to be called, supplemented the old man, though I dont recollect any fields anywhere in those parts. It was true that he had been the enemy of the Party, and in the eyes of the Party there was no distinction between the thought and the deed. This is unavoidable, his voice seemed to say; this is what we have got to do, unflinchingly. Who cares she said impatiently. And instead, pink villas fifty yards apart; all over those hills, as far as you can see, villa after villa, with all the gramophones playing the same tune. But in the same moment, drawing a deep sigh of relief from everybody, the hostile figure melted into the face of Big Brother, black-haired, black-moustachiod, full of power and mysterious calm, and so vast that it almost filled up the screen. Winston sprang to attention in front of the telescreen, upon which the image of a youngish woman, scrawny but muscular, dressed in tunic and gym-shoes, had already appeared. Boxer passed it off as usual with Napoleon is always right!

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Friday, March 20, 2009

Fresh news 25

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