- published: 18 May 2016
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The Thought Police (thinkpol in Newspeak) is the secret police of Oceania in George Orwell's dystopian novel Nineteen Eighty-Four.
It is the job of the Thought Police to uncover and punish thoughtcrime and thought-criminals. They use psychology and omnipresent surveillance (such as telescreens) to monitor, search, find and arrest members of society who could potentially challenge authority and status quo, even only by thought, hence the name Thought Police.
It also had much to do with Orwell's own "power of facing unpleasant facts," as he called it, and his willingness to criticize prevailing ideas which brought him into conflict with others and their "smelly little orthodoxies."
In the first half of the twentieth century, prior to 1984, the Special Higher Police (Tokko) in Japan were sometimes known as the Thought Police.
The term "Thought Police," by extension, has come to refer to real or perceived enforcement of ideological correctness, or preemptive policing where a person is apprehended in anticipation of the possibility that they may commit a crime, in any modern or historical contexts.
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Do I believe all that I’m told?
How will I think if I get old?
Honestly?
I’m sure they’re teasing us with lies
Take care my friend!
While we just buy all that we can
While we just smile and
Synthesize
I hear them laughing up above
I’m sorry my friend
Stop me right here right now and
Send me to the thought police
Make me wither and bow ‘till
Silence speaks instead of me
Am I all that I want to be?
Is there some hope? Well
Hopefully
There’s something that you need to know
I’m angry my friend!
Stop me right here right now and
Send me to the thought police
Make me wither and bow ‘till
Silence speaks instead of me
All I want is my space
To sing a song in your face
Question if their truths make
Sense before my bones break
I’m not alone in this place
It’s too late
They’ve come for me
We’re running my friends