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. AND YET THE RAGE THAT ONE FELT WAS AN ABSTRACT, UNDIRECTED EMOTION WHICH COULD BE SWITCHED FROM ONE OBJECT TO ANOTHER LIKE THE FLAME OF A BLOWLAMP.
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