Wednesday 7 August 2013

Porn Filters are Also Ideas Filters: Government Regulation of Fantasy,Approved Bt the State


"You haven’t a real appreciation of Newspeak, Winston,’ he said almost sadly.

’Even when you write it you’re still thinking in Oldspeak.
I’ve read some of those pieces that you write in The Times occasionally.
They’re good enough, but they’re translations.
In your heart you’d prefer to stick to Oldspeak, with all its vagueness and its useless shades of meaning. 

You don’t grasp the beauty of the destruction of words. 
Do you know that Newspeak is the only language in the world whose vocabulary gets smaller every year?"

Winston did know that, of course.
He smiled, sympathetically he hoped, not trusting himself to speak. 

Syme bit off another fragment of the dark-coloured bread, chewed it briefly, and went on:

’Don’t you see that the whole aim of Newspeak is to narrow the range of thought? "



"To Protect Children"

I am sorry, but I WILL NOT accept this from the man who personally is protecting padeophiles in his own cabinet ,to the extent that he arranged, during his time at the head of Carlton Television, for Carlton to purchase Southern Television for the sole purpose of securing the so-called "Kengate Tapes"....

"Detective Constable Ben Lambskin of the Met Police’s Paedophile Unit told me that Central Television had been bought by Carlton Television in order to shut down the Cook Report and control the now infamous Kengate Tapes...

"I have discovered that the lawyer who took the tapes was indeed operating under the direct orders of our now Prime Minister David Cameron...

"David Cameron was rewarded by being made Prime Minister nominated at Bilderberg by, now Minister Without Portfolio and Chairman of the Bilderberg Steering Committee – Kenneth Clarke MP.




In the end we shall make thoughtcrime literally impossible, because there will be no words in which to express it. 

Every concept that can ever be needed, will be expressed by exactly one word, with its meaning rigidly defined and all its subsidiary meanings rubbed out and forgotten. 

Already, in the Eleventh Edition, we’re not far from that point. But the process will still be continuing long after you and I are dead. Every year fewer and fewer words, and the range of consciousness always a little smaller. 

Even now, of course, there’s no reason or excuse for committing thoughtcrime. It’s merely a question of self-discipline, reality-control. 

But in the end there won’t be any need even for that. The Revolution will be complete when the language is perfect. Newspeak is Ingsoc and Ingsoc is Newspeak,’ he added with a sort of mystical satisfaction. 

’Has it ever occurred to you, Winston, that by the year 2050, at the very latest, not a single human being will be alive who could understand such a conversation as we are having now?’

’Except-’ began Winston doubtfully, and he stopped.

It had been on the tip of his tongue to say ’Except the proles,’ but he checked himself, not feeling fully certain that this remark was not in some way unorthodox. Syme, however, had divined what he was about to say.

’The proles are not human beings,’ he said carelessly. ’ By 2050 earlier, probably — all real knowledge of Oldspeak will have disappeared. The whole literature of the past will have been destroyed. Chaucer, Shakespeare, Milton, Byron — they’ll exist only in Newspeak versions, not merely changed into some- thing different, but actually changed into something contradictory of what they used to be. 

Even the literature of the Party will change. Even the slogans will change. 

How could you have a slogan like ”freedom is slavery” when the concept of freedom has been abolished? 

The whole climate of thought will be different. In fact there will be no thought, as we understand it now. Orthodoxy means not thinking — not needing to think. Orthodoxy is unconsciousness.’

One of these days, thought Winston with sudden deep conviction, Syme will be vaporized. He is too intelligent. He sees too clearly and speaks too plainly. The Party does not like such people. One day he will disappear. It is written in his face.

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