Son/Daughter!
It is meant to be entertaining (even though and said with emphasis, try being my son or daughter). Father and uncle can scream that: “Cooome on!” Father/uncle does, to all daughters and sons. Let’s all move on forward!
There is a category named “uncategorized” here on WordPress. Mm, that does not really make any sense to me. I have not given it that much thought. Until now.
What does that mean, I get confused, there is a default category that is defined as: “Uncategorized”? It is not “None”. So, what is the category of (all) “uncategorized” things and why is not “None”?
What is it? Semantics? The category of all uncategorized things? It does not mean anything. It is void of meaning. It is far from trivial too me and I was wrong again.
Language? The question is not if Orwell or Bradury got it right. (They both did). So did Transtömer.
We live in: “A Brave New World” and not “1984”. We do not live in a totalitarian state (1984).
We live in a state of personal pleasure (A Brave New World). The confusion lies in: “New Speak” (1984), a very powerful concept that has manifested itself many times.
But the missuse of language is not the central theme, alfa and beta people says Raybrady (if I can remember correctly) and indivudual pleasure/selection…
The stark distinction has been pointed out to me by a dear friend. A friend with a sense of detail that is unlike any other.
The short story? Everybody says “1984” but it is not. “Now”, is not “1984”, it is “A Brave New World”. Is that important? Yes, I think that it is extremly important.
I assume that it muche easier to handle a pure totalitarian system.
The distinction between “1984” and “A Brave New World”. Is important to me. The outcome may be same but we do not live in a totalirian state as depicted in the novell 1984. We live in another novell. Always all boys and men… Let’s include Boye’s “Kallocain” and Lessing’s work. Mm, at least one of the had political convictions… and they all originate 40’s to early 50’s it may tell you something?
The reading made the world look different to me… it litteraly changed my perspective and has done so through out my entire life.
I did read Asimov and I wanted to beleive him then. And actually I still do. The machines will rectify everything.
Picture: This is a view of the North looking from the South, Årstaberg. Looking at Södersjukhuset (no, not the trains not interessted at all…) where I and many others were born. Stockholm.