Quand la fiction 1984 de Georges Orwell devient réalité en 2020 avec le « covid-19 » ! 

Francesca de Villasmundo

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3 commentaires

  1. Saint-Plaix says:

    Dommage qu’on ait pas les références précises de ce texte (édition page, etc;)
    Il serait très intéressant à citer!

  2. Début du chapitre 2 :

    “Winston picked his way up the lane through dappled light and shade, stepping out into pools of gold wherever the boughs parted. Under the trees to the left of him the ground was misty with bluebells. The air seemed to kiss one’s skin. It was the second of May. From somewhere deeper in the heart of the wood came the droning of ring doves.

    He was a bit early. There had been no difficulties about the journey, and the girl was so evidently experienced that he was less frightened than he would normally have been.

    Presumably she could be trusted to find a safe place. In general you could not assume that you were much safer in the country than in London. There were no telescreens, of course, but there was always the danger of concealed microphones by which your voice might be picked up and
    recognized; besides, it was not easy to make a journey by yourself without attracting attention.

    For distances of less than 100 kilometres it was not necessary to get your passport endorsed, but sometimes there were patrols hanging about the railway stations, who examined the papers of any Party member they found there and asked awkward questions. However, no patrols had appeared, and on the walk from the station he had made sure by cautious backward glances that he was not being followed. The train was full of proles, in holiday mood because of the summery weather.”

  3. Saint-Plaix says:

    merci!