Dear+Boethius+Essay

Dear Boethius,

In your time you might of thought your mind could be free and couldnt be controlled, but in 1984 this isnt the case. They control everyones mind using many methods. Right now your wondering how thats possible but maybe this letter will explain it a little better.

Welcome to the place of thought police, telescreens, and big brother. In other words a world where privacy means absolutly nothing, where you get tortorthed if you dont belive in big brotherm and a place where the language is newspeak. You ask how is there no privacy? Well in every buidling room or street there are things called telescreens. A telescreen of big brother hanging o nthe walls everywhere. " Big brothers watching you". Where there isnt a telescreen there is a microphone. No wherea private.

"War is peace, frredom is slavery, ignorance is strength" as said in 1984 page 19. This is what is believed all throughout the world, from Eurasia, Eastasia and the place i live in, Oceania. Not a happy place to live. But who really has a choice ? Where you live sounds like paradise to any of us, thats for sure. Here is just an all around controlled environment.

The place you need to hear about is the ministry of love. The place they take you for love crime and thought crime. This is a sketchy, scary place that everyone hopes to never go. In this horible place is where thought crime people are taken to, by the thought police. Here you will be " Vaproized- unperson. Room 101 the room everyone knows whats in it at heart but dont realize till you really expierence it. This room is your worst nightmare, literally. This is where you will be brain washed to only love big brother, and believe anything that he says. Here they get in your brain. Whats 2+2=? "4", big brother says its "5". Now how much is 2+2=? Over and over until youu really believe it and see it.

You never want to come here. And you should be thankful you dont live here. Thought police watching your every move. Never making a mistake because " Thought crime does not entail death, thought crime is death". Boethius you are so lucky you dont live in the year 1984.

Sincerelly Adrianna Haas