[Martin X. Moleski, SJ]

of morals they were
allowed to follow their ancestral code. The sexual puritanism of the Party
was not imposed upon them. Promiscuity went unpunished, divorce was
permitted. For that matter, even religious worship would have been
permitted if the proles had shown any sign of needing or wanting it. They
were beneath suspicion. As the Party slogan put it: 'Proles and animals are
free.'
Winston reached down and cautiously scratched his varicose ulcer. It
had begun itching again. The thing you invariably came back to was the
impossibility of knowing what life before the Revolution had really been
like. He took out of the drawer a copy of a children's history textbook
which he had borrowed from Mrs. Parsons, and began copying a passage into
the diary:
In the old days (it ran), before the glorious Revolution, London was
not the beautiful city that we know today. It was a dark, dirty, miserable
place where hardly anybody had enough to eat and where hundreds and
thousands of poor people had no boots on their