The gender theory had its moment of scandal and success last year with its purpose to teach children about gender identity. It brought scandal and indignation among the close-minded people in Italy, it caused more fear and hatred than agreement or curiosity, the only supporters coming from LGBT communities. And even the little support it gained didn’t come from good reasoning but from the mere wish to stand against old prejudice.
What it clumsily attempted to do was to teach children that it’s okay to be “feminine” if you’re a boy or “masculine” if you’re a girl, it is okay to be how you want to and dress and act as you like. The intent was to stop the discrimination derived from old sexist prejudice over appearance and behaviour.
But it was expressed in an impulsive and to some level aggressive manner with an unclear proposal that sounded complicated and useless. It was handled poorly and the only real effect was to irate the common people with their common closed minds.
Some felt threatened by this attempt at social evolution and rushed for shelter back under those old bigot concepts. The old worn out teaching “A woman must not wear men’s clothing, nor a man wear women’s clothing, for the LORD your God detests anyone who does this” (Deuteronomy 22:5). It is ridiculous nowadays to believe in such pattern, and yet the fear of progress brings back tradition and prejudice.
morals died with God,
you’re on your
life has abused me and I have mis-
I enjoy attacking the sun with a
the word is one of
it can enlighten or
by the time they get to your books you
are no longer in your
you are on the next page, in your next book.
a killing unhappiness:
what you might have
it’s strange, isn’t it?
you can’t compare it to
yet you quickly
that there is
and with the people
the human voice besides being basically
ugly also reminds me of the human
and one of the last things I want to
think of and one of the first things I
want to get away from when I listen to
classical music is
the same all murderous kiss
of death clothed in a creative
I became a writer but when I was a boy
I used to dream of becoming the village idiot
War is peace. Freedom is slavery. Ignorance is strength.
Power is in tearing human minds to pieces and putting them together again in new shapes of your own choosing.
But if thought corrupts language, language can also corrupt thought.
It’s a beautiful thing, the destruction of words.
Being in a minority, even in a minority of one,
did not make you mad.
There was truth and there was untruth, and if you clung to the truth even against the whole world,
you were not mad.
We do not merely destroy our enemies; we change them.
If you can feel that staying human is worth while, even when it can’t have any result whatever, you’ve beaten them.
The masses never revolt of their own accord, and they never revolt merely because they are oppressed. Indeed, so long as they are not permitted to have standards of comparison, they never even become aware that they are oppressed.
To die hating them, that was freedom.
Reality exists in the human mind, and nowhere else. Not in the individual mind, which can make mistakes, and in any case soon perishes: only in the mind of the Party, which is collective and immortal.
The end was contained in the beginning.
The essential act of war is destruction, not necessarily of human lives, but of the products of human labour. War is a way of shattering to pieces, or pouring into the stratosphere, or sinking in the depths of the sea, materials which might otherwise be used to make the masses too comfortable, and hence, in the long run, too intelligent.
Tragedy, he percieved, belonged to the ancient time, to a time when there were still privacy, love, and friendship, and when the members of a family stood by one another without needing to know the reason.