6 Word Memoir
10 Rules for My dystopian society
2) Citizens are not allowed to have books, journals, or writing utensils
3) All citizens must wear their designated uniform with their identification code presented on it.
4) Citizens are not permitted to decorate or design their uniforms
5) Citizens must always be wearing their tracking devices
6) Citizens may not enter the Central Empire at any given time
7) No music is allowed
8) The government can control your reproductive system
9) There aren't any religions
10) Citizens are not allowed to have personal thoughts
Mrs. Parsons was writing in her diary:
I can’t do it anymore. These children are everywhere and yet, still nowhere. I can’t get away with anything which is why I'm doing this in bed. I must find a way. To get rid of these children. I’ll be damned if I do, but I’ll be damned if I don’t. They are like little spies watching my every move. Just a few days ago, my daughter found a foreigner and took him to the police. They locked him away or executed him. I don't know, but no one has seen him since. My daughter was hiking when she spotted him. He was just walking in the woods and his shoes were different so she decided to follow him. She listened to his conversations and finally gained enough information to get him in trouble. My husband loves to tell this story, but I’m afraid to. I don't want this reality to be true. Two days ago my comrade, Mr. Winston Smith came over to fix the drainpipe. He was working so diligently, and I was so ashamed of my flat. The children were there and they were running around. The flat was a mess. There were dirty dishes on the table, exercise books scattered over the floor, a pair dirty shorts on the floor, a football, hockey sticks. I can’t bear going on. These children are too much, and I can't control them. I was ashamed to be there looking helplessly at the ground while Mr. Smith cleaned the sink. Once, he was finished I kindly thanked him and tried to get him out before the kids-
Then she stopped writing and started sobbing. She didn’t want to continue writing for she knew that writing it made it even more true than just seeing it.
The kids popped up from behind the table and started harassing Mr. Smith. “Up with your hands!” my son shouted. My heart stopped momentarily as I gasped in the corner. I tried to crack a smile, but Mr. Smith seemed terrified of the little monster that had just threatened him. My son held his toy pistol right at Mr. Smith’s face. I bit my lip hoping, praying that he wouldn't shoot. Then, my daughter came up behind him with a fragment of wood, pointing it at Mr. Smith treating him just the same. They were wearing a uniform similar to the spies with their red handkerchiefs. The moment that I feared. I didn't want them to become spies, for I knew they were already spying on me and if they had found me writing this, well I wouldn't be because I would already be dead. Mr. Smith raised his hands in the air. I saw the fear in his eyes. I could only imagine what he thought about my kids. That is if he too thought about things. He didn't seem like the pure orthodox type, but I wouldn't hold it against him. “You’re a traitor!’” my son screamed. “You’re a thought-criminal! you’re a Eurasian spy! I’ll shoot you, I’ll vaporize you, I’ll send you to the salt mines!” Then, my daughter joined in on the “fun” and they both beleaguered him running around him. Mr. Smith just stood there. I tried to distract them by talking about how rowdy they were. Then, my son asked about the hanging in the Park. They both cried and begged. I could only take so much and I could control this situation. So, I didn't let them go. I swear it, if I ever get the chance to leave them or better yet kill them…I will.
And with that she dropped the pen. Put her hands on her face and cried. Her faint whimpers filled the room, but in that moment she was alone and away from the telescreen.
Blog Post: Newspeak vs. Text Talk
Newspeak and text talk are similar yet very different at the same time. Newspeak is a term from the book, “1984” by George Orwell. It is an ambiguous euphemistic language used chiefly in political propaganda to limit the thoughts of its citizens. In Newspeak, an entire sentence can be amalgamated into one or two words, and it makes the process easier because the speaker does not have to spend as much time thinking of words. This is similar to text talk because when people are texting each other they tend to use shorter forms of words and phrases such as “fr” (for real) and “thx u” (thank you). Both of these terms took less time to think about as well as making the entire process effortless.
The difference between the two is that Newspeak takes an entire thought instead of one or two words and combines them into one. Also, Newspeak makes thoughts shorter as well decreasing the value of words and the thoughts that go along with them. For instance, in Newspeak the term “doublethink” means a phrase that has two contradicting terms; however the terms are not seen as contradicting but rather complementing each other. An example would be a slogan of Big Brother, “WAR IS PEACE, FREEDOM IS SLAVERY, IGNORANCE IS STRENGTH.” The citizens have limited thought and have begun speaking in Newspeak which is why they cannot identify the contradiction and think about the real meaning of the slogan, therefore decreasing the value of words.
In text messages, the sender and the person replying are still thinking about what they are saying and their thoughts are not limited. Instead, their thoughts are just shortened and easier to comprehend. The language of texting does not decrease the value of words. The reader can understand what he or she means and have expanded thoughts while doing so. For example, someone could use the word “u” instead of you and still have thoughts about this word. Another example is “rn” (right now). Although two words are condensed into two letters the words still have the same value as the words that they represent before they were simplified.