Prefect

But was there no sense of objective or progress? Even we carefully developed the sense that there was progress. That there was more chocolate today than there was last week, that there was the potential for the war to end, that the Party would overcome its enemies, even though those subversive elements, those Eastasians were always, always necessary. To make them love you and fear you all at the same time.

I am beginning to think you are the most normal and sane person I have come across in this entire place, though, comrade.