The social criticism in george orwell'S 1984

4.3.3 Julia 
Likewise with Winston and Syme, Julia is also a Party worker, Julia has free 
thinking and violates the rules of the Party, but the offences are included in the 
small category. She busies himself at every Party event so that it is not obvious to 
commit a foul. She believes that as long as you follow the rules you will remain 
safe. 
―..... I‘m good at games. I was a troopleader in Spiess. I do voluntary work 
three evenings a week for the Junior Anti-Sex League. Hours and hours I‘ve 
spent pasting their bloody rot all over London. I always carry one end of a 
banner in the processions. I always look cheerful and I never shirk anything. 
Always yell with the crowd, that‘s what I say. It‘s the only way to be safe‖ 
(Orwell, 1961:121-122). 
...., the sub-section of the Fiction Department which turned out cheap 
pornography for distribution among the proles. It was nicknamed Muck 
House by the people who worked in it, she remarked. There she had 
remained for a year, helping to produce booklets in sealed packets with titles 
like Spanking Stories or One Night in a Girls’ School, to be bought furtively 
by proletarian youths who were under the impression that they were buying 
something illegal (Orwell, 1961:130). 
It paid, she said; it was camouflage. If you kept the small rules you could 
break the big ones (Orwell, 1961:129). 

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Party events are followed by Julia in order to save herself, when her Two 
Minutes Hate performance looked very excited and stood in the front row. The 
expression of hatred emanated on his face and the screams of Goldstein sounded 
very clear and loud. 
Times beyond number, at Party rallies and spontaneous demonstrations, she 
had shouted at the top of her voice for the execution of people whose name 
she had never heard and in whose supposed crimes she had not the faintest 
belief (Orwell, 1961: 152). 
When public trials were happening she had taken her place in the 
detachments from the Youth League who surrounded the courts from 
morning to night, chanting at intervals ―Death to the traitors!‖ During the 
Two Minutes Hate she always excelled all others in shouting insults at 
Goldstein. Yet she had only the dimmest idea of who Goldstein was and 
what doctrines he was supposed to represent (Orwell, 1961:152-153). 
She also stirred a sort of envy in him by telling him that during the Two 
Minutes Hate her great difficulty was to avoid bursting out laughing. But 
she only questioned the teachings of Party when they in some way touched 
upon her own life (Orwell, 1961:153). 
According to Julia, the Party will stop all your pleasures, you want 
happiness, but the Party otherwise, and therefore breaking the Party rules are bit 
of a form of action in achieving that pleasure. 
Life as she saw it was quite simple. You wanted a good time; ―they,‖ 
meaning the Party, want to stop you having it; you broke the rules as the 
best you could. She seemed to think it just natural that ―they‖ should want 
to rob you of your pleasures as that you should want to avoid being caught 
(Orwell, 1961:131). 
Speaking of a violation of the Party, Julia is acting alone and according to 
her instinct, Julia does not believe in fellowship among dissidents, she never 
engaged anyone in the long term. Winston is his only crime partner in a long time. 

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85 
She had never heard of the Brotherhood, and refused to believe in its 
existence. Any kind of recognized revolt against the Party, which was bound 
to be a failure, struck her as stupid. The clever thing was to break the rules 
and stay alive all the same (Orwell, 1961:131). 
But she refused to believe that widespread, organized opposition existed or 
could exist. The tales about Goldstein and his underground army, she said, 
were simply a lot of rubbish which the Party had invented for its own 
purposes and which you had pretended to believe in (Orwell, 1961:152). 
During her relationship with Winston, Julia cleverly arranged the meetings 
in a fleeting manner in order not to invite the Party's attention. 
There were evenings when they reached their rendezvous and then had to 
walk past one another without a sign, because a patrol had just come round 
the corner or a helicopter was hovering overhead. Even if it had been less 
dangerous, it would still have been difficult to find time to meet. (Orwell, 
1961:129). 
We can come here once again, ―said Julia. ―It‘s generally safe to use any 
hide-out twice. But not for another month or two, of course‖ (Orwell,
1961:126). 
On every occasion Winston and Julia a planned meeting, in different places 
to establish romance, the same place is only visited by them twice but the attic 
above Charrington's character. 
She had named a place where they could meet after work, four evenings 
hence. It was an open market which has generally crowded and noisy. She 
would be hanging about among the stalls, pretending to be in search of 
shoelaces of sewing thread (Orwell, 1961:127). 
If she judged that the coast was clear she would blow her nose when he 
approached; otherwise he was to walk past her without recognition. But 
with luck, in the middle of the crowd, it would be safe to talk for a quarter 
of an hour and arrange another meeting (Orwell, 1961:127). 

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Julia understood very well that when she turned a steady relationship with 
Winston it will be lead to death, sooner or later. But there is no time for him to 
retreat, his relationship with Winston is very far away. 
....., that from the moment of declaring war on the Party it was better to 
think of yourself as corpse. 
―We are the dead,‖ he said. 
―We‘re not dead yet,‖ said Julia prosaically. 
―Not physically. Six months, a year five years, conceivably (Orwell, 
1961:136). 
Not only Julia, but also Winston feels that they will die just waiting for the 
time when the Thought Police holds her. 
We are the dead,‖ he said. 
―We are the dead,‖ echoed Julia dutifully. 
―You are the dead,‖ said an iron voice behind them. 
―You are the dead,‖ repeated the iron voice. 
―It was behind the pictures,‖ breathed Julia. 
―It was behind the picture,‖ said the voice. ―Remain exactly where you are. 
Make no movement until you are ordered‖ (Orwell, 1961:221) 
What Julia and Winston has in mind proved to be, in the attic above 
Charrington's lord, suddenly Thought police comes to ambush them. Guards also 
blow felt Julia at the time. 
One of the men had smashed his fist into Julia‘s solar plexus, doubling her 
up like a pocket ruler, She was thrashing about on the floor, fighting for 
breath (Orwell, 1961:223). 

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After going through a long process of punishment for Julia's offence against 
the Party, Julia appears to a person, very different from before. The once energetic 
and eccentric Julia turns helpless, all her filthy thoughts and behaviour disappear 
along with the suffering of her torture. 
All her rebelliousness, her deceit, her folly, her dirty mindedness—
everything has been burned out of her. It was a perfect conversion, a 
textbook case‘‘ (Orwell, 1961:259).