1984 by George Orwell

I don't want to read this, it's so boring. Everything about Winston Smith's life is so grey, drab, and dull.  But once I began to care about Winston, I began to hope that maybe, he could be one to rebel against how his country and the world had become. Could he escape to the other side and be free? To fight the governmentthat had taken away their hearts, minds, and souls? To fight the veryinstitution that made bombing the Proles not an outrage, but a normal way of living? To make up your own mind, to care and speak freely, to write anything you wanted, whenever you wanted. To simply love another. Then you have to stop and think, is their even a war going on between Eurasia and Eastasia? Had there ever been? But to have any thoughts like these:  independent thoughts....Do you know what would happen? Even if you truly believed that you were safe, the Thought Police, they would get you in the end. They would conform you, and you would never even know, or want to remember that you had even held these thoughts. More conflicting yet? You do have these memories, but why would you wish tothink about them? And then you set aside "1984", by George Orwell, and you must ask yourself some questions:  Have I conformed to my government's wishes? Yes. Why? For the greater good of everyone. Is it? Where do we stop taking everyone else's word and go see for ourselves?  Will it be too late one day to see ourselves in Winston's world of rules? No longer having a mind "they" did not create? Is our world becoming a "Negative Utopia" of its own? Or is it already? 01/08/1995