"A region of Oceania" troubles me, because, when I look it up on the Internet, I find "Oceania, also known as Oceanica", and wonder if I am being diverted from my original search, if something of the clandestine nature that I failed to find in the Atlantic Ocean (see that blog entry) is indeed present in this corner of the Pacific Ocean. So I look up Oceanica - and there is nothing, absolutely nothing, or not in English anyway, other than a type of seaweed known technically as Posidonia Oceanica, more commonly as Neptune Grass or Mediterranean Tapeweed; and that latter indicates that this particular seaweed is endemic to the Mediterranean and not the Pacific anyway.
So I return to Oceania, and realise why the name sounded so familiar. Do not go there, reader. It is a place of unending war, where freedom of speech is non-existent and government surveillance by electronic means extends into the bedroom, the bathroom, even to the infinitesimally tiny USB cells implanted in the brains of every new-born child. It is a world of torture and poverty, of propaganda and the perpetual rewriting of history, and it functions under the great trinity - no, not the Christian trinity, not the triplet of Hillel's "If Not Now, When" statement, not the pre-Moslem trinity of Allah's daughters, not the Franco-American trinity of "Liberty, Equality, Fraternity", but the one that insists that "War is Peace, Freedom is Slavery and Ignorance is Strength". Yes, Oceania is Orwell's Big Brotherdom - the one from 1984, not the unreality TV version; expulsion from this Oceania is permanent. And what is most disconcerting of all - Orwell predicted it for 1984; but 1984 passed by, and we all laughed at just how wrong he was. Today, thirty years later, neither Edward Snowden nor Charlie Hebdo are laughing quite that loud.
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