We don't need the Ministry of Truth; we deceive ourselves just fine. From an article in the Philadelphia Inquirer today:
A third of the American public believes U.S. forces have found weapons of mass destruction in Iraq, according to a recent poll. Twenty-two percent said Iraq actually used chemical or biological weapons.(Neither of which is true, in case any of you are American). On top of that, before the war, half of those polled in a survey said Iraqis were among the 19 hijackers on Sept. 11, when none actually were. I'm wondering whether the title of the article is a coincidental or conscious reference to Dr. Strangelove.
Update: That's 22% of Americans believe Saddam used WMD during this war. As someone pointed out via e-mail, Saddam did indeed use chemical weapons against the Kurds, and possibly at other times. But he didn't use any during this war.
Oh hell, it's crisis season. My own 2700-word masterpiece of self-obsession was merely the tip of the iceberg, it seems. Everyone's having crises revolving around "what do I do with my life?", "what have I done with my life?", "who the hell am I?" and "who do I want to be?" It's the end of term, and for many of us the end of our university careers and the beginning of the Rest Of Our Lives™. It's just mind-bogglingly scary, so no wonder we're all having crises. There's also been some sickeningly petty political maneuvering going on in our own little social circle that's just too sad to mention in detail.
So I want to send out a big communal hug to everybody. I'm not nearly as fragile as my Identity Crisis entry made me sound, and things are not nearly as bad as they seem. Everything will be alright, everyone. Hang in there.
A final, unrelated thought: if you can't know things, it's almost as useful to know people who know those things. Like how to write a good CV. Thanks, guys.