I've re-read The Handmaid's Tale. I'm now half-way through a re-read of 1984.
I find these readings oddly comforting. I think I'll be posting more.
"In the end the Party would announce that two and two made five, and you would have to believe it. It was inevitable that they should make that claim sooner or later: the logic of their position demanded it. Not merely the validity of experience, but the very existence of external reality was tacitly denied by their philosophy. The heresy of heresies was common sense. And what was terrifying was not that they would kill you for thinking otherwise, but that they might be right. For after all, how do we know that two and two make four? Or that the force of gravity works? Or that the past is unchangeable? If both the past and the the external world exist only in the mind, and if the mind is controllable--what then?"