Syme was the idol citizen. he followed all the rules and loved everything about Oceania. He couldn't wait for the hanging and perfecting newspeak was his passion. But i was not surprised when he vanished. he thought too much. That is the rationalizing i use with myself. I may be his opposite but my passion is hidden within me, internally bubbling while he is constantly erupting.
There is so much i wish could be altered about my life to make it better. Well,not necessarally better but more tolerable. If Julia and I were married i could live with her with a clear conscious. Or what would be EVEN greater is if i were a Prole, living without restriction. Altering my identity could be the greatest decision. I would hide away with the singing ladies for a while, lay low. My life could revolve around the excitement of the lottery...o' if it were only possible.
Being with Julia more and more has made me realize that she is wise beyond her years. She has many questions regarding life that i never thought to or wanted to ask myself. She questions the idea of war. Is war something the government sets up to keep us in line? Do they drop the rocket bombs on us to keep a little fright in our lives?I am a bit annoyed with her though, where is her sense of concern?
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