A Socratic Question

Back in high school, during a Socratic seminar for senior English, a question was raised. Specifically, that day concerned George Orwell’s classic, 1984. The seminar was a forum for the class to discuss points of interest within the literature through a Socratic questioning process. The purpose of such an exercise was to promote critical thinking and open-ended discussion about the salience of the ideas within the book.

Unfortunately, much of the class was less than enthused to bring their own words and arguments to bear during the course of the seminar. Most sat quietly and listened to the few who would speak on a weekly basis. As it was this day, specifically with myself and my good friend sharing the floor for much of the time. I raised a question, having my personal answer to it lightly prepared:

“In the world of 1984, will the Party ever be overthrown?”

The inquiry seemed simple enough. Yes the Party will be overthrown, or no the Party will not be overthrown (the Party’s continued existence the focal point, but with the proles foreshadowed rebellion in mind, i.e. an overthrow). There were many potential reasons for both arguments, that is why I believed it to be a good question to ask the group. Having an idea for what my answer would be, I let the question linger and opened the floor for others to weigh in.


Expecting his input, but not his answer, my good friend responded yes, the Party will be overthrown eventually. He believed it came down to the innate power of human nature within Man, Man’s ultimate desire for freedom, etc. Ultimately, the proles would rise up against the oppressive regime and restore balance to society, as human history had shown time and time again. As we all know, throughout the storied course of human civilization, empires rise and fall. As my good friend believed to be the case with the Party, in Orwell’s fictional dystopian society. The dark side of human nature got us into the mess, and the good side of human nature would be that light to guide mankind back out of the darkness.

I accepted the argument, which I believed to be fair in many ways. However, I did not expect this answer from my friend (who I thought might agree with me) and thus was strangely more determined to counter the argument with my own, which was now bolstered by a new idea he brought to the table.

My own answer was a resounding no. The Party would never be overthrown, their position was truly unassailable.My argument was two-fold:

My argument was two-fold:

1) Orwell wrote 1984 for many reasons, I think one of which was to meticulously construct the perfect dystopian empire, and a kind of warning. The Party – an indestructible force of evil, created by man and his institutions, which would oppress and destroy all sense of freedom within human civilization throughout the world. The surveillance, the never-ending wars, the torture, the revision and erasure of the past – all were the foundation for an everlasting dominion. It was a social commentary and a warning to mankind – don’t ever let things get to this point or it will all be over. My point being, Orwell created the Party to be a moral absolute, the perfect totalitarian force which had the means, unrealistic/fictional in nature, to be perpetual in its reign. That was the point. The bleak nature and pessimism permeated throughout the 1984 universe is meant to showcase this reality. The fact that The Party with all of its perfect resources and perfected indoctrination and perfect control, couldn’t actually exist in our reality was the crux – this fictional “Orwellian” dystopia was composed of the perfect elements of design, form, and function of an unbeatable entity. Thus, they could not be overthrown. Allowing for an inevitable and successful prole insurrection would severely harm the moral Orwell was trying to convey. (However, the really scary thought living longer and seeing more in today’s world – The Party really doesn’t seem so fictional anymore.)


2) And as a direct counter to the argument in favor of human nature, simply put, the Party was in the process of successfully destroying human nature. In two ways, I believed the inherent good in human nature would become irrelevant within the world of 1984: through the Party’s ability to alter the past and break the human spirit. With the past being continuously rewritten, mankind would have nothing to compare the state of their current existence to, nothing to stoke the flames of rebellion. Winston and others his age are of the last generation to have vague memories of what it was like before the Party. Once they are dead, all self-referencing criterion to the past will be eliminated, with the Party’s master-crafted fiction there to replace it. Without that context, a large part of what empowers human nature would be destroyed – learning and experiencing from the past reality. Most significantly, the Party had the ability shatter the most powerful human emotion, love. Some would argue, and my friend did, that destroying human nature is simply impossible. As we see within the novel, completely breaking a human spirit is possible and it is monstrous. The human spirit is the indomitable force that has carried us through evolution, sentience, and all the things we have accomplished throughout human history. But with our sentience and “indomitable human spirit” comes free will and the capacity for great evil. With the right information (constant surveillance), conditions (Room 101), and dark genius (O’Brien) – any man can be broken, his love destroyed, his human spirit bent to whatever ideal or reality presented to him. And if one can be turned, with the perfect design and economy of resources, an entire society can be turned, and ultimately the entire world. Just as they had accomplished. And the obliteration of the past (which Man relies so heavily upon for emotional solidarity, nostalgia, and context) ensured The Party’s immortality.


All of this was the result of the commentary on the darkest side of human nature and governance Orwell meant to convey – that of the most advanced, and unassailable, evil empire in human history. By the end, my friend and I could both agree his warning had been duly noted to us as the readers.

The first point was lightly prepared as my answer to my own question and the second point I theorized in the moment, in response to my friends’ line of thinking (that of human nature prevailing and of the intrinsic worth of the human soul/condition). Here I have written the basis, and fleshed out, the ideas presented in class. But what actually transpired in the classroom that day still inspires me today. Neither of us prepared for a full blown debate, the answers were more impromptu and instinctual, passionate in our beliefs. Back and forth, we argued our respective points, each bringing up ethos, pathos, logos and the relevant evidence we needed to prove what we were trying to say. The class, and our teacher, listened and looked on in silence and eager anticipation of what might come next. I could see it in their eyes when I paused long enough to survey the room. It doesn’t matter if you or anyone in class that day thought our analysis was right or wrong. What mattered was the flow of ideas, the critical thinking, the articulation of thought, the presentation of thoughts, and the respect we had for each others’ viewpoints and refutations. We had put on a show for the class. Truly, I didn’t know I was even capable of such a discussion. It was a tremendous moment for my self-confidence and my friendship with my opponent.

I learned two things: in everything, believe in your own thoughts, ideas, and actions while respecting and appreciating the minds of those around you; and always deal your mind, your instincts, your imagination, your truth, whatever it may be, with absolute sincerity. I think human interactions based upon these principles surely create, develop, and progress our cause.

I have changed; my answer to the question hasn’t changed. Given the circumstances in the novel, the Party is permanent. But I maintain hope in mankind, and the prevailing good of human nature. I have faith that an entity such as the Party will never be allowed to exist in our world.


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The Allyship Manifesto (aka check yourself before you wreck yourself)

The word ‘allyship,’ here, is a heavy token in my mouth, since my experience of it is so limited.

This is not to say that I consider myself more or less bigoted than the average white middle class American, rather, an observation that my ego learned to defend itself only recently and begin to empathize with others’ struggles as a result.  To be an ally, then, demands first and foremost the honest and wholehearted commitment to not play the role of adversary.  In layman’s terms, ‘check yourself before you wreck yourself and the whole goddamn street corner, while you’re at it!’ Rule number one of not being an ass hole: acknowledge every way in which you are, in fact, a complete ass hole. Nobody’s shit don’t stink.

Ladies and Gentlemen, this is why it is important to acknowledge your privilege every second of every day! Call it counting your blessings. Call it a second of remembering that your blessings may be through someone’s bloodshed. Yeah, the privilege talk is sticky. Because, while you, the divine being that you are, have the right to experience your subject-position in peace, your willful ignorance may feed your unwilling acts of violence.  On this planet, everyone is violent. You may call this ‘the order of things.’ I will call it ‘survival consciousness.’ It is a violent flame stoked by the fear and frenzy of the majority. Unpacking your privilege is a public service and if you are privileged, you owe this…Here, I will take a moment to evoke justice – if you inherited the treasure of a humane experience in this lifetime from your ancestors, whom most likely tore this treasure from bloody, war-torn hands (knowingly or unknowingly, this makes no difference) you are a wolf in sheep’s clothing.


Underneath the soft, fluffy, infantile exterior lies a seething predator willing to bear tooth and nail to maintain a favorable position in the pecking order. These bites kill. These bites take root in government policies that eviscerate the ‘competition’ by subjecting their men, women, and children to slavery, violence, and no hope of escape it. Look at yourself in the mirror, identify the parts of you that are actually fangs designed to protect your possessive mindset. Yeah, I know, it hurts don’t it? That’s what history looks like. You are all of it. And especially if you are white in America, please learn to look at yourself. You are all of it. All the bloodshed, but also the random acts of kindness, the dedication to future generations, the weight of good intentions. You are the happenstance that saw one man hurl himself against the other for resources and then blew this out of proportion. You are not good or bad by default, but you are what you are. Acknowledge it. Sometimes you gotta wear your beauty and your ugly on the same necklace.

Also, don’t get stuck in feeling bad, do something about it! My personal advice about this is to practice listening. Practice taking someone else in. Practice fully acknowledging the validity of someone’s experience before sending them to the executioner. If you practice this, you will sometimes pick up violence and perhaps a bit too much white noise since people love to fill their space with static conversations these days. You will have to learn to move away from these voices, to seek greener pastures. Remember, greener pastures are always out there. A drought in one area spells monsoon in the other. Call it fate. Call it quantum entanglement. Call it balance…


Your life is a balancing act. You walk a tightrope over an abyssal collective consciousness while you embody memories and infinite potentials simultaneously (and not in equal proportion). You, in your power, hold the inherent potential of harming others. You, as the victim of something, as we all are, must learn to recognize those signs in others. If you are strong, you must learn to protect them.  And by protect, I mean champion. And by champion, I mean, step down, step up, or step over so that they (whoever they are) can champion themselves.  We’re all in this together.

No more cliches, now. I’m out.


– molly mule


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