If there is hope [wrote Winston] it lies in the proles.

[DemoTex]

If there was hope, it must lie in the proles, because only there, in those swarming disregarded masses, eighty-five percent of the population of Oceania, could the force to destroy the Party ever be generated. The Party could not be overthrown from within. Its enemies, if it had any enemies, had no way of coming together or even of identifying one another. Even if the legendary Brotherhood existed, as just possibly it might, it was inconceivable that its members could ever assemble in larger numbers than twos and threes. Rebellion meant a look in the eyes, an inflection of the voice; at the most, an occasional whispered word. But the proles, if only they could somehow become conscious of their own strength, would have no need to conspire. They need only to rise up and shake themselves like a horse shaking off flies. If they chose they could blow the Party to pieces tomorrow morning. Surely sooner or later it must occur to them to do it. And yet --!

George Orwell - 1984 P. 60

[Dave Reynolds]

1. Right now,

the proles are distracted by American Idol and Survivor, as well as sporting events.

[LSparkle]

2. I MUST re-read that book

[DemoTex]

3. I am reading again for about the third time.

However, it has been about 30 years since I last read 1984. I am amazed and frightened by Orwell's prescience.

[DearAbby]

4. I was thinking the same thing this week

It is our last hope, strange how Orwell's fiction novel, is not really fiction.









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