Every Human Act Can Be Disguised With

The Solemn Pledge To Abstain From Telling The Truth Was Called Socialist Realism.

How Quickly A Zek (a Prisoner) Gets Cheeky-or, Putting It In Literary Language, How Quickly A Man's Requirements Grow.

Voting For Impersonal Parties And Their Programmes Is A False Substitute For The Only True Way To Elect People's Representatives: Voting By An Actual Person For An Actual Candidate.

He Had Drawn Many A Thousand Of These Rations In Prisons And Camps, And Though He'd Never Had An Opportunity To Weight Them On Scales, And Although, Being A Man Of Timid Nature, He Knew No Way Of Standing Up For His Rights, He, Like Every Other Prisoner, Had Discovered Long Ago That Honest Weight Was Never To Be Found In The Bread-cutting. There Was Short Weight In Every Ration. The Only Point Was How Short. So Every Day You Took A Look To Soothe Your Soul - Today, Maybe, They Haven't Snitched Any.

We Have Arrived At An Intellectual Chaos.