Readin da Werk 6
SPOIL ALERT!!! IF YOU PLAN ON READING 1984 AND DO NOT WANT TO BE SPOILED, LOOK AWAY, SCROLL AWAY NOW!!!
Ok, so it’s just us on the inside now? The ones that know? Great.
At the end of the novel, it is safe to say I felt many emotions but had no idea how to name or explain them. I could only whine and make ugly faces to express myself. Initially, I was pissed when Winston said “Do it to Julia! Do it to Julia! Not me! Julia! I don’t care what you do to her. Tear her face off, strip her to the bones. Not me! Julia! Not me!” (p. 297) I couldn’t believe he would throw Julia under the bus and throw away love like that. He was so selfish that he wanted to transfer his pain to her. I was disgusted. The language Orwell makes Winston say left me feeling sick. I was upset. “No! Don’t! That’s exactly what they want you to do! They wanted to break you so you would give up on love! You let them win! You gave them exactly what they wanted!!!”
But after doing some analysis, I gave Winston somewhat of a break, because they broke him. The torturing of 1984 is excruciating. The idea of using someone’s greatest fear against them is evil. It made me think of what they might use against me. I had to think what was my great fear? I still don’t have a solid answer, but something along the lines of everyone I know and love, hating me or not existing and me being the last person on Earth. That would be my absolute worst nightmare.
Anybody want to share their greatest fear?













