8/16/24...1984, Page 56
It appeared that there had even been a demonstration to thank big brother for raising the chocolate ration to twenty grams a week. And only yesterday, he had reflected, it had been announced that the ration was to be reduced to twenty grams a week. Was it possible that they could swallow that, after only twenty-four hours? Yes, they swallowed it. Parsons swallowed it easily, with the stupidity of an animal. The eyeless creature at the other table swallowed it fanatically, passionately, with a furious desire to track down, denounce, and vaporize anyone who should suggest that last week the ration had been thirty grams. Syme, too - in some more complex way, involving double-think - Syme swallowed it. Was he, then, alone in the possesion of a memory?

What I remembered:
It appered that there had even been a demonstration thanking Big Brother for raising the chocholate ration to 20 grams a week. And only yesterday, he reflected, it had been announced that the chocolate ration was to be reduced to 20 grams a week. Could they already swallow that, after only 24 hours? Yes, they swallowed it. Parsons swallowed it gladly, with the blind excitment of an animal. The eyeless creature at the end of the table swallowed it passionatly, fanaticlly, ready to pursue, rip apart, and vaporize anyone who dare claim that the ration was 30 grams before. Lyme too, albeit in a more complex way, he swallowed it too. Perhaps through the use of double-think.