What the hell?
“The horrible thing about the Two Minutes Hate was not that one was obliged to act a part, but, on the contrary, that it was impossible to avoid joining in. Within thirty seconds any pretence was always unnecessary. A hideous ecstasy of fear and vindictiveness, a desire to kill, to torture, to smash faces in with a sledge-hammer, seemed to flow through the whole group of people like an electric current, turning one even against one’s will into a grimacing, screaming lunatic.”
…the peeps at The Wikipedia boil it down like this:
The Two Minutes Hate, from George Orwell‘s novel Nineteen Eighty-Four, is a daily period in which Party members of the society of Oceania must watch a film depicting the Party’s enemies (notably Emmanuel Goldstein and his followers) and express their hatred for them for exactly two minutes.
Basically, a bunch of people, influenced by propaganda, going off half-cocked about shit they know very little to nothing about. Or, smug people on Facebook & Twitter being smug. Two Minutes of Hate is the stuff that keeps you from hating truly hateful stuff like multi-trillion dollar debt, warrantless wiretaps and drone strikes. Or a guy with a blog waxing on about stuff he doesn’t know much aboot.
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