Monologue of Julia: Analyzing Themes, Characters, and Context in 1984

This assignment presents a monologue from Julia, a character in George Orwell's novel 1984. The monologue, set in 1985, explores Julia's reflections on her experiences within the oppressive regime of Big Brother. She discusses her past actions, defiance of party rules, and her relationship with Winston. The monologue delves into themes of love, rebellion, sexuality, and the psychological impact of the Party's control. Julia contemplates her changed state after imprisonment and torture, revealing her disillusionment and loss of hope. She expresses a sense of detachment and a desire for personal autonomy, ultimately deciding to move forward independently. The monologue provides insights into Julia's character, her internal conflicts, and her adaptation to the dystopian society, highlighting the destructive impact of the Party on individual identity and relationships. The monologue also includes references to her past actions and her feelings towards Winston, and how she has changed as a person as a result of her imprisonment.

Running head : THE ULTIMATE MONOLOGUE OF JULIA: 1984
THE ULTIMATE MONOLOGUE OF JULIA: 1984
Name of the Student
Name of the University
Author Note

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[Julia, a member of the party under Big Brother, dark colored hair, dressed in a shabby shirt
and a faded blue trouser, sitting cross-legged on a bench in a park, Spring,1985]
[Julia is waiting for Winston to come while she contemplates of what life might come up with
the next morning. She was almost traceless for last six months and out of the prison now with
a visible impression of lobotomy on her forehead]
Six months had passed by and I do not seem to be the same person anymore (Orwell, Brodeur
and Brodeur 2017). Love had never been such appealing to me but intercourse certainly was.
I had delved into the habit of being with multiple men from my party. How I remember to
have broken the law of Big Brother on each occasion and I was absolutely proud of it. Guilt
could never really penetrate my heart. I knew I could have been caught but that did not
prevent me from who I am or what I wanted to do or how I wanted my life to be. Was I
certain about what I wanted? I believe I was not. I was an evident rebel with cause. My
approach to defy and deny Big Brother did not work effectively. How could I imagine I could
control it? It did not make me think twice to sleep with various males; it neither did tickle my
sensation of love nor did prick my moral ground. I was a bird flying over the cliffs of Big
Brother, ironically watching over them and somehow trying to break the shackles but I never
anticipated my Doomsday was approaching this soon.
[Julia sees Winston from a distance and reflects on their first meeting in a retrospective way]
I believe I will never forget what Winston had previously thought about me. I know I
presumably looked like a spy but should that generate the feeling of raping me? Is it anyhow
justifiable? I was swimming in the gutter of lunacy. When I started indulging into sexual
activities I was just 16.I was a living corpse allowing all the worms to get inside and tear me
apart. How could I be so ignorant? I only let other people violate my idiosyncratic space. I
was unmoved that time. This was not me neither I wanted to be someone like this. But my

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flamboyant nature could not stop me from falling in love with this same person. We
continued to be in love and everything was as good as a sunny morning unless we got caught
and arrested.
[Julia sadly waves Winston with a pretentious smile. Winston sits beside Julia but they do not
intend to talk, Julia continues pondering.. ]
I know this man cannot understand what tremendous tortures I had to bear with in prison? It
is impossible for me to overcome the agony they have inflicted upon me. Rather I wish him
to go through the same intensive torment. Does it make me a bad person? Should I even care?
I perhaps do not want to see him at all. What am I doing today then? I guess I was a brainless
not to differentiate between love and lust but now my physical urge is withered. It has left my
body entirely. Is it my way to salvation? My soul is baffled and lost in the woods. I feel like I
am an agent of Dr. Faustus who exchanges the soul for the Sake of pleasure and revenge, not
for the sake of knowledge. The authority has never spared me. I was an imbecile to think
myself to have revolted. I could never revolt I believe, it was always Big Brother who was
watching me. Yes, I loved Winston and feelings grew after I started being with him. I had
almost no room left for other men. Was I victim of love too? Now, love or sex both lie on the
same axis and are riding in whirling chariot to fade away from my life. I see myself as a
perfect victim of my society. Big Brother has snatched away the very core of me. I am a poor
soul trapped in Julia’s body that screams for nirvana and ends up with despair. One single
man could never quench my thirst and never will. Nobody is left to paint tears upon this
stoned heart. It is purely futile even to expect such thing from a mechanical society.
[Winston draws Julia closer to him and puts his hands around her waist. Julia does not seem
to go through any emotion. She sits still and almost looks like a corpse with no color on her
face. Julia is supposed to have drowned in her own thoughts]

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Annihilation is what I see next, Winston. I think Julia does not need your validation or any
opinion from your end. This moment onwards I decide to move forward and lead my life in
my own way and expect you to do the same.
[They agreed to the point and separated after the meeting.]

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REFERENCES
Orwell, G., Brodeur, K. and Brodeur, K., 2017. George Orwell's 1984. Tempo Haus.