MINITRUE, MINIPAX, MINILUV AND MINIPLENTY

Four buildings towered vast and white above the grimy landscape. They were startingly different from any other objects in sight. They were enormous pyramidical sructures of glittering white concrete, soaring up, terrace after terrace, 300 metres into the air. So completely did they dwarf the surrounding architecture that from the roof of VICTORY MANSIONS you could see all four of them simultaneously. They were the homes of the four Ministries between which the entire apparatus of government was divided. The Ministry of Truth, which concerned itself with news, entertainment, education, and the fine arts. The Ministry of Peace, which concerned itself with war. the Ministry of Love, which maintained law and order. And the Ministry of Plenty, which was responsible for economic affairs. Their names in Newspeak: Minitrue, Minipax, Miniluv, and Miniplenty.

At the apex

of the pyramid

comes BIG BROTHER.

Below BIG BROTHER comes the Inner Party

(the High), its numbers limited to six millions

or something less than 2% of the population of Oceania (the brain).

Below the Inner Party

comes the Outer Party (the Middle) which may be justly likened to (the hands).

Below that come the Dumb Masses

(the Low), who are habitually referred to as

‘the proles’, numbering perhaps 85 percent of the population (the body).

The slave populaton of the equatorial lands,

who pass constantly from conqueror to conqueror, are not a permanent or necessary part of the structure.

The rules of the Inner Party are held together by adherence to a common doctrine. In a Party member not even the smallest deviation of opinion on the most unimportant subject can be tolerated. A Party member lives from birth to death under the eye of the Thought Police. A Party member is required to have not only the right opinions, but the right instincts.

The Outer Party was made up for the most part of bureaucrats, scientists, technicians, trade-union organizers, publicity experts, sociologists, teachers, journalists, and professional politicians. These people, whose origins lay in the salaried middle class and the upper grades of the working class, had been shaped and brought together by the barren world of monopoly industry and centralized government.

The Party taught that the Proles were natural inferiors who must be kept in subjection, like animals, by the application of a few simple rules.

There is far less to-and-fro movement between the different groups than happend under capitalism or even in the pre-industrial age. Between the two branches of the Party there is a certain amount of interchange, but only so much as will ensure that weaklings are excluded from the Inner Party and that ambitious members of the Outer Party are made harmless by allowing them to rise. Proletarians, in practice, are not allowed to graduate into the Party. The most gifted among them, who might possibly become nuclei of discontent, are simply marked down by the Thought Police and eliminated. But this state of affairs is not necessarily permanent, nor is it a matter of principle. The Party is not a class in the old sense of the word. It does not aim at transmitting power to its own children, as such; and if there were no other way of keeping the ablest people at the top, it would be perfectly prepared to recruit an entire new generation from the ranks of the proletariat.

The two aims of the Party are to:

(1) – extinquish once and for all the possibility of independent thought, and

(2) – conquer the whole surface of the earth.

There are therefore two great problems which the Party is concerned to solve. One is:

(1) – how to discover, against his will, what another human being is thinking. And the other is:

(2) – how to kill several hundred million people in a few seconds without giving warning before hand.

via MINITRUE, MINIPAX, MINILUV AND MINIPLENTY.

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