“March 20, 1977:
I have finally
found an individual that is defiant to the Party… he is named Winston Smith,
age 32. He works in the Ministry of Truth, working by rewriting production
accounts and new articles, as well as destroying any documents that are
dangerous to the Party. Unfortunately, he himself seems disobedient to the
Party, but only subtly, so that it is difficult to accuse him outright. I am
going to investigate this further, as it is my job within the Party to cure
disobedience to the Party.
I got a glimpse
of him today, as I was passing by the Ministry of Truth to deliver some
documents. Due to the large distance from Minitrue to my house, the journey
took a long while. While I waited in the car, I drank some rich coffee and some
white chocolate, a lovely honey-sweet taste. As I recall, when I entered Minitrue,
every single worker looked up at my black suit that signified the Inner Party. I
must admit, it is comfortable and nice being a member of the Inner Party, but
the Outer Party must realize how difficult and complicated the jobs that I
perform are. Basically, the comforts the Inner Party receive are compensation
for the duties we perform.
When I met the
individual, he seemed… subtly defiant. Of course, he did not show it directly,
but I could sense a feeling of disobedience deep inside the man. I could
clearly see pain and tension in the man’s face when I walked by him, and the
look on his face, the look when someone wants to murder someone, was the look
that got me interested. I left Minitrue exalted, as I had the opportunity to keep
a possible Thoughtcriminal under surveillance. When I went back to my house, I
drank a deep red wine, along with roast pork, with the telescreen turned off to celebrate my duty to the
Party.
As Winston Smith
is not openly defiant but very subtly disobedient, I plan on keeping this individual
under close but subtle and minimal surveillance for the next few years.
Actually, because this is such an interesting case, maybe I’ll monitor him
myself, and I’ll work in his office to keep a close eye on him for the next few
years. Perhaps I will eventually lie that I am a part of the “Brotherhood”, and
that might get him roused. We will eventually meet again, in the place of no
darkness.”
O'Brien is one of the most important characters of the novel, while being the most mysterious. In fact, instead of developing his character as the story moves along, his character seems to UNDEVELOP, as he betrays Winston and reveals himself to be a Thought Police agent. By then end of the story, his actions raise more questions than it answers. Nevertheless, without O'Brien, the story wouldn't have gotten anywhere; O'Brien singlehandedly traps Winston and Julia into arrest and later "cures" Winston of his disobedience. Near the end of the story, it is revealed that O'Brien has been monitoring Winston for the past seven years, and gains Winston's trust by pretending to be of the Brotherhood, an anti-Party association. After Winston outright declares his disobedience and hatred to the Party, O'Brien's work is done. He later tortures and brainwashes Winston to obey and love the Party. I chose to write in this certain time period because it would reveal more about O'Brien and his "Plot" to monitor Winston before the events of the story.
O'Brien seems to be 199% devoted to the Party. He talks about the Party as being all-powerful, always right, and apparently can go against the laws of nature, such as being able to float in mid-air (Which he doesn't do because he doesn't want to...). His arrogant manner of talking about his house, food and comforts is similar to that of noblemen, wealthy people and the ruling parties throughout history. He seems oblivious to the fact that more than 50% of the population of Oceania walk barefoot and receive tasteless Victory rations, while he enjoys personal luxuries such as automobiles, personal servants, and real, delicious food. He seems to be ignorant and takes for granted the fact that he has telescreens that are able to be turned off. Using the spoiled, arrogant manner that wealthy classes have lived throughout history, I wrote a journal entry in O'Brien's journal.
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