Newspeak Day

Newspeak, oldspeak made fullwise.

Random day.

Invented Languages

Tolkein fans please brace -

I have never enjoyed Lord of The Rings.

But I like the fact that he made up a great language.

Tolkein was a professor of linguistics. He loved Germanic and Finnish languages and from thirteen created some "fun languages"...

Then, boom.

The Tolkenian language is like this:

Lord's Prayer

1
Attolma i menelessie,
nai airitainiéva esselya.
2
Nai ardalya tuluva.
3
Nai írelya tyarniéva mardesse ve menelesse.
4
Anta men síre ilyaurea mastalma.
5
Ar avanta men raikalmar ve avantalme raikatyarolmain.

Ar nai útukuvalye me mailenna ná fainu me ulkallo.

Amen.

Try saying that.
Tolkein language can be used for texts like this, but tring to translate something like, say, the whole bible or Harry Potter, would be useless. The language is not advanced enough to handle the wide range of vocab and idioms.

And if you're looking to know the language, you're finished. Even Tolkein cannot speak the language -it was only his intention to entertain himself, not turn it into Latin for nerds.

But if you look for something that is simple and like English, here it is:

Newspeak.

Newspeak, Oceanian speak, oldspeak remade fullwise. Party make newspeak, remake newspeak, remake newspeak. Party use newspeak in Times, recs, papers, etc. Party req members use newspeak, speak newspeak, write newspeak, think newspeak. BB doubleplusreq members use newspeak. Party uncare proles. Proles speak oldspeak, duckspeak to newspeakers. Newspeakfuluse is ex of goodthink. Member use newspeak oft with party and BB.

Newspeakfulaim keep goodthink and undo crimethinks. Newspeakuse make plentfuler goodthinkers and unmake plentfuler crimethinkers. Newspeak unspeak crimethink. Crimethinkfulwrds unis newspeak or is malrep. Newspeak is speak pos unplentfulwrds (est. 400 wrds or unplenter)

Translation: Newspeak is from 1984's Oceania which is abbreviated from oldspeak (ie language used today) The party produces Newspeak. Newspeak is used in many places, and party members use it (different forms). BB recommends people to use newspeak. The party doesn't care about proles, and they speak oldspeak, which is duckspeak to newspeakers. Newspeak eradicates oldthink (ideas of freedom, democracy etc.)

Newspeak aims to keep loyalty to party, love for BB etc. and to stop Enlightenment ideas etc. Newspeak is short (less than 400 words, so no novels here)

George Orwell, the maker of this language, has in 1984's appendix a full review of the language.

This is the language that in every year, has less and less words. "Unnecessary" words, like splendid, great, wonderful are turned into good. To add emphasis, plus- and doubleplus- are added. To show disdain, un- is used.

But let's say you want to adapt the Communist Manifesto...

A spectre is haunting Europe—the spectre of Communism. All the Powers of old Europe have entered into a holy alliance to exorcise this spectre: Pope and Czar, Metternich and Guizot, French Radicals and German police-spies.

Eurasia bellyfeel ungoodthink - the (untranslatable) Fullwise (u.t.) of Eurasia enter group (I'm not an expert here :D) umake plentifuller oldthinkers (replaces everything) plus German thinkpol.

And the rest can be swallowed into:

CRIMETHINK!

Such is the nature of Newspeak. The most you can do is to speak it to break ice in parties. And show that you're cool...

...but imagine, in a parallel universe, where people are brainwashed into thinking party ideals...

Classroom Key Incident

(sporked from DDR Euphoria, in alliance with NWK Media)

Yesterday, Day 5, at about 10:50 a.m, the G8D classroom key was found to be missing. The key remained unfound until today morning, when one of the class's students, Ricci Sun Wai Chuen, handed the key over to our Class Captain, claiming that he had found it in his drawer when he arrived at school.

He also insisted that he was not the culprit, and stressed that he "would not be the kind of person who would do it."According to the Class Captain, Sun had said that "I had found it in my drawer when I first arrived in the classroom ....[but] I wasn't the culprit, so don't think that I had done it, you know that I am not the kind of person who would do such a thing."

It is widely believed that the key was stolen, and this opinion is held by the general public of the class and the Class Captain also. The identity of the culprit, however, is still in question. Ms. C.A. Chiu, the Form Teacher, made efforts to find out the culprit at lunchtime and report this case to the Discipline Masters. She also asked the person who had stolen the key to own up." [translated from Chinese] The class's key is a very important object," Ms. Chiu said. " Don't think that you can play with it. This is no ordinary incident, and I will continue to investigate in this case. If I find the culprit, I will punish him severely and report him to the Discipline Masters."

How they key ended up in Sun's drawer remains a mystery. However, Ms. Chiu believes that Sun did not steal the key."It must have been some other student who stole the key and put it in that classmate's [Sun's]drawer. It couldn't have been that classmate because whoever who stole the key must have kept it for himself and not hand the key back."It is not known how many students support this belief.

However, some students of G8D spectulate that the person who committed this act was none other than Sun himself, and that he had tried to cover up the theft by handing over the key. No evidence of this exists, but it is also largely possible, especially the way which Sun speaks about this incident. The DDR Euphoria party also refuses to support any one of these two sides."There is no sufficient evidence yet," Matthew Lung, the President of the DDR said today in a conference. "We shall remain neutral in this War of the Key until there is enough proof to condemn Sun."

(P.S. The author of this article has made every effort not to express his personal opinions on the incident.)

New Editor

As you know, Rustyn has left us.

We are inviting new editors. Please contact us: ngwingkui@gmail.com .

So far, we have invited two.

Rustyn's Going

Rustyn would be having his own ViewMedia....
He would be going...

However,
I hope to 2 blogs would be still aliance


NWK: I am gonna delete all MY post and put to my new blog

ERP Mantra

Yet another incident in 8D...

...some of us got into detention without much reason.

Anyway, we're proposing these for the occasion:

Mei Yan Delivery
Sudokus
Crossword Puzzles

...or something that we are allowed to do and fun.


Hope all G8Ds have a good ol' detention! :D


ANNOUNCEMENT:
Labels have been changed:

News Reporting/ Editorials (Label: News)
Class: Class affairs
School: School affairs
Local: Local affairs
International: International Affairs
Blog: Blog-related events (anniversary, new functions etc.)
Rant: Something longer than usual.

Art-Related Stuff (Label: Art)
Published - Published works of NWK Editors (Pulitzer Prize to Inspiration mention)
Draft - Small snippets of work
Inspiration - Food for thought.

Let's see how long I can keep this ethic...

We welcome Melted Icecream...

Melted Icecream has joined the band. (Also known as Rusty.) Hope he helps us make more news.

Also we are recruiting editors. If you have a news blog, come on in...but you have to be a liberal :D

The Form-Wide Detention - Part Two

To all those G8s in The Incident:

There was, of course, no admission that any change had taken place. Merely it became known, with extreme suddenness and everywhere at once, that Eastasia and not Eurasia was the enemy. Winston was taking part in a demonstration in one of the central London squares at the moment when it happened. It was night, and the white faces and the scarlet banners were luridly floodlit. The square was packed with several thousand people, including a block of about a thousand schoolchildren in the uniform of the Spies. On a scarlet-draped platform an orator of the Inner Party, a small lean man with disproportionately long arms and a large bald skull over which a few lank locks straggled, was haranguing the crowd. A little Rumpelstiltskin figure, contorted with hatred, he gripped the neck of the microphone with one hand while the other, enormous at the end of a bony arm, clawed the air menacingly above his head. His voice, made metallic by the amplifiers, boomed forth an endless catalogue of atrocities, massacres, deportations, lootings, rapings, torture of prisoners, bombing of civilians, lying propaganda, unjust aggressions, broken treaties. It was almost impossible to listen to him without being first convinced and then maddened. At every few moments the fury of the crowd boiled over and the voice of the speaker was drowned by a wild beast-like roaring that rose uncontrollably from thousands of throats. The most savage yells of all came from the schoolchildren. The speech had been proceeding for perhaps twenty minutes when a messenger hurried on to the platform and a scrap of paper was slipped into the speaker's hand. He unrolled and read it without pausing in his speech. Nothing altered in his voice or manner, or in the content of what he was saying, but suddenly the names were different. Without words said, a wave of understanding rippled through the crowd. Oceania was at war with Eastasia! The next moment there was a tremendous commotion. The banners and posters with which the square was decorated were all wrong! Quite half of them had the wrong faces on them. It was sabotage! The agents of Goldstein had been at work! There was a riotous interlude while posters were ripped from the walls, banners torn to shreds and trampled underfoot. The Spies performed prodigies of activity in clambering over the rooftops and cutting the streamers that fluttered from the chimneys. But within two or three minutes it was all over. The orator, still gripping the neck of the microphone, his shoulders hunched forward, his free hand clawing at the air, had gone straight on with his speech. One minute more, and the feral roars of rage were again bursting from the crowd. The Hate continued exactly as before, except that the target had been changed.


DISCLAIMER: The persons in this blog apologize deeply for misinterpreting the school's intentions, and we hope everyone have a nice day.

The Form-Wide Detention - A Comment

I was one of the people caught up in this rather bizarre incident.

For those who don't know, it's like this: G8 students go to watch movie in Hall. Some G8 students talk. Mrs. To is angered and warns all students. Mrs. To then proceeds to punish the whole form by detention.

I, for one, believe that this is unfair to a portion of students. I do not deny that some people did talk, some students shouted noisily, but I believe that a large enough portion of those kept silent during the viewing. "Innocence before proven." There are certain students that did misbehave, but this does not mean everyone in the hall should be given the punishment.

A student has told me that he is "I am depressed...[I] can't keep this inside me anymore...I feel like being good has no purpose, even if you are well-behaved...you still get punished." A punishment is a way for a person to realize he has done wrong and to go on the right track. This punishment will only make students get worse.

For these reasons, I think the punishment should be recalled and only given to students that have been proven to have spoken through normal means of investigation.

(P.S. I do not present resentment to any teachers, just as school rules as a whole.)

SC - The First Battle

The battle has started.


The Student Council Election Battle has just started, and I tell you, it's pretty boring.


Three Contenders...


There are three contenders in this battle, Vision, Spark and Nexus.


(Not counting "Penus", that was the name people drew from Nexus.)


Vision

Vision has started its campaign as an early bird, but a slow start. Advertising was scarce, with only a few posters placed in random places. IT was also the only cabinet whose poster had not a face and had no website.

It has put emphasis on lower forms (as said in their revering speech) and is "dedicated to solve problems people care about". This is most likely as the running Chairman's brother is in G8, giving it an advantage there.


Its lack of support in upper forms may be their ultimate pitfall.



Spark



Spark is the next contender. Spark started their advertising campaign secondary to Nexus, putting up posters and signposts, showing G7s where to go.
Spark is most famous for their playful antic on their introductory speech (setting a small flare) and is similar to Nexus in their ways. Spark has put mosquito lamps in Steps, found tickets to Ocean Park and Disneyland and also loads of restaurants.

Typical SC nut job. Also, their website is under construction:
(spark.diocesans.net)

Nexus

(They have a cool logo in Flash, see website)

Nexus has the best advertising campaign. Posters everywhere, all A3 size. Big banners at school and swimming gala. It has also attracted a big gang of XXX society members, XXX Club Chairmans etc. as their team.


They distributed lemon tea at the apple race, has found loads of restaurant offers (still the same as Spark) and are attracting members at a whim.


Their greatest pitfall is their utterly boring, unmoving and lackluster speech they had as introduction. Their chairman is not good at words, but I hope they're good in actions.


Their website: http://nexus.diocesans.net/


Flash needed.

Nihilism rocks.

You simply don't have to care about a single thing.

Bittersweet.

Privacy

i am now infilirating your privacy

it is your business

as we do not have money to cater for you

period.

Anyone have Amnesiac, OK Computer or Kid A?

Does anyone have Radiohead's Amnesiac or Kid A on mp3s? OK Computer too...

If yes, pls reply.

Animal Farm.

"
The creatures looked from pig to man, and from man to pig, and from pig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which.

"

- George Orwell,
Animal Farm

Poetic Rendition.

The creatures looked -
from pig to man;
from man to pig,
and from pig to man again.
It was impossible to say
which
was
which.

Harry Potter 7

NO SPOILERS HERE...

For only...195 dollars. (Or more.)

Harry's new girlfriend will be revealed!

Yeah, and he might get killed!*(this is for suspense only)


Who's Harry?


Well....


He's, well, imaginary!


Why should I be carried away by an imaginary wizard? Who cares if he dies?

Because...


um...



dammit. (gives the finger)

MS Word Hack

=rand(200,99)


Put this into MS Word, but DO NOT PRESS PRINT. DON'T. YOU SHALL SUFFER IF YOU DO NOT HEED MY INSTRUCTIONS. *laughs*

A Peek At The Circus

The crowds were cheering,

The time was near,

The circus was due;

The time was near!

Mothers, children;

Women and men;

Paupers and kings;

There were not few!

They did all hear the news on the papers or such;

That the Great Baron was touring with his large band –

Of clowns, of lions, of contortionists, of everything else;

There were not few!

Radiohead.

Currently Listening to 2 + 2 = 5 by Radiohead

"The album lists subtitles, or alternative titles, for each of its songs. 2 + 2 = 5's is The Lukewarm. Singer Thom Yorke has mentioned it as a reference to the works of Dante.^[2] The Book of Revelation uses the phrase in chapter 3: "I know your deeds, that you are neither cold nor hot. I wish you were either one or the other! So, because you are lukewarm—neither hot nor cold—I am about to spit you out of my mouth. You say, 'I am rich; I have acquired wealth and do not need a thing.' But you do not realize that you are wretched, pitiful, poor, blind and naked."
"

Dammit, it's gone to Sit Down. Stand Up.

*curses*

Electrocuting An Elephant

Electrocuting An Elephant.

How To Write a Novel

How To Write a Novel

A search on Google reveals 33,200,000 websites on “How To Write an Novel”. Based on theory, you can write thirty-three million novels based on these tutorials – but you know you can’t. In this wild and perplexing world, who can you trust?

ME. Can’t you trust a person who has never written a novel, but has a perfectly logical standpoint on writing? Can’t you trust a person who has the “intelligence” to write this “superb” essay? Actually, writing isn’t difficult – with this tutorial, and little practice, you can write a novel as well as Stephen King! (Well, I hate Stephen King because I’m better than him.) If you’re already inspired, you’ll ascend to the heights of fame! If you’re not, you’ll be flying up any moment! Not interested? You will be! Just follow some simple tips – and you’ll be a prolific writer!

Things you’ll need:

An adaptive mind

A serious writer look

A lack of money – If you have enough funds for the family, you won’t write with motivation. Also, you’ll gain more supporters.

Computer/pen/pencil/crayon/chalk/sand/sword/blood – You need something to write with, no matter how poor you are.

On Inspiration – Inspiration is the most important part of any form of art. In Greek thought, inspiration meant that the poet or artist would go into ecstasy - the divine frenzy or poetic madness. (Okay, that was stretching it a bit.) So how can you get inspiration, you ask? Easy.

The Power of Observation The main point is - observe all around you. Let’s say, one day, you get picked out to be kicked by a school bully. Look around you –the school bully could symbolize the tyranny of many leaders throughout the ages. The running children can symbolize the mob psychology hidden in their inner consciousness. And you symbolize the victim of society, the outcast. This could be the beginning of a novel, if your brain is not damaged in the assault.

Try this creative process wherever you go – in your room, watching television, going to the toilet, going to school, etc. etc. The only places you should avoid doing this is in School Assembly or in classes, especially Physical Education. Your creative flow can come to a halt if a prefect or teacher punishes you for daydreaming.

“Ah!” Factor Remember this point: when you get inspiration, shout a loud “Ah!” This phrase is easily customizable, such as, “Ah! Sweet inspiration is flowing through my veins!” To show off your genius, you can practice it ten times in the mirror everyday and make the phrase as florid as possible. You can easily attract attention that way.

On Writing – Once you get your sweet inspiration by looking at a picture by Marcel Duchamp, you stare at a blank piece of paper. What do you write? What do you say? What do you want to express? How can you please the editor? How can you feed your family? Worry no more, as there is an easy way to secure a book deal.

Spit Out a Good Genre There are only a few themes worth looking at. Political satire works really well with sophisticated speech. (Fahrenheit 911) Romantic writing is excellent, providing that you are not married (Romeo and Juliet). One thing I like about Science Fiction and Adventure Stories is that you can’t go terribly wrong – you’ll be hailed as “creative”. (Look around this book – it’s full of them.) Keep this in mind – follow the crowd. Writing is less a form of expression than a money-maker.

Cook up a good title The first few words you write should be your title, or working title, if you change it. Firstly, you can poach from different literary works. Classics are obviously the best as they have elegant titles. For example, Pride and Prejudice could be changed into different variations: Prejudice and Pride, The Pride of Prejudice, The Prejudice of Pride, Pride is Prejudice, The Uncanny Alliteration of Prejudice and Pride Shows Racial Differences, and so on. This could bring an enormous amount of ideas in an extremely short phase of time. If you are scared of committing plagiarism you can always provide a French or Latin translation.

If you cannot think of a good title to begin with, you can always work with self-made titles. Untitled, for example, is a very good working title to begin with, as one cannot go out of focus. Go, Young Writer, GO! is also a perfect title to begin with. I Am Better Than J.K. Rowling is another example.

Write in a sophisticated manner Writing in a sophisticated manner brings benefits to the audience, the writer and the publisher in one go. Using “advanced” writing will let your readers think you are ten times cleverer than them and have superb ideas. For example, in James Joyce’s highly-acclaimed work Finnegan’s Wake, he presents this sentence, “O here here how hoth sprowled met the duskt the father of fornicationists but, (O my shining stars and body!) how hath fanespanned most high heaven the skysign of soft advertisement!” Readers will not understand a word that you are writing, but at least you have captivated their imagination. Also, to attract more attention, use more archaic and uncommon adjectives so that everyone is dazzled by your marvelous vocabulary. This can be effortlessly achieved using a complex thesaurus.

On Publishing – Hurrah! Your novel is finished! The future is full of hope. Unfortunately, the process of writing a novel has just started – you have to publish it. After all, if you don’t, what’s the use? Although this is a confusing procedure for many first writers, you can easily find a renowned publisher by some steps:

Advertise To Others Once you finish, you should read your piece to many other people, regardless if they think you as annoying. This can lead to more money and a larger fan base – and it will take only from a few minutes to an hour. Talk to the bus driver the next time you go on a bus, and offer to have a whole book-reading in front of him for free (and you might get the journey for free too). When the Discipline Teacher punishes you for writing the book at School Assembly, offer to copy the whole book for him to read as punishment, and to have a chance to read it there. Distribute pamphlets advertising it, and leave a coupon for a 90% discount. Writing is not only an art – it’s a business, so use your initiative.

Work With Other Writers A good way to establish your credentials as a respectable writer is to work with professional writers in the crowd. Professional writers usually look like nerds who have sat too many hours in front of the computer, but they will certainly be extremely distraught when you rate their appearance. Also, you have to make a good first impression – think of a fancy conversational starter, such as “Salutations on this luminous twilight!”. Once you two meet at in some gatherings, you could try co-writing with him. Another good way to stimulate your creative juices is to join a committee of writers and post your co-made story to a publisher.

Conclusion - A final word to the reader: the road to being a writer is not easy, except for the writing part. You will be almost certainly annoyed by pestering agents, your parents’ pride of having a writer in the family, and tenacious fans prying into your daily habits or loading you with massive amounts of chocolate when you’re keeping fit. Have confidence in yourself – everyone has the knowledge to become a writer, but few have the perseverance to ignore the distractions.

The Silenced

STEPS Contest 3rd

“Until they become conscious they will never rebel, and until after they have rebelled they cannot become conscious.” – Nineteen-Eighty-Four by George Orwell

The prison was a cold, musty place: that was all the prisoners knew. They didn’t know precisely where it was, how and why they were taken in, and who the other prisoners were. They were ordered to forget their identities and follow the party’s ways, but subconsciously they knew that they were once philosophers who rebelled against the government’s maxims. They had previously thought that obedience in words, thoughts and actions to the government was in direct violation of human rights. Now they could only regret their foolish, worthless actions. Every day was the same: sent off by an unfathomable, taciturn guard to an area to do tough labor in a field, then to listen to a two-hour lecture on politics and maxims – any dozing off would result in a high-voltage electric shock.

If only they had received their enlightenment a bit earlier! The only thing they could do now –it was, in fact, what they should have done- was not to step out of line, and try to lengthen their wait for the inevitable – the execution. No one mentioned a thing about it, but by the whispered rumors they had heard before they entered the prison, it could happen on any day – perhaps tomorrow, the day after next, next week, or even next year. But what could they do about it? During their incarceration, they never had the mere notion of an escape. Escape, and risk immediate execution and torture? That was a definite “no”. With the party’s power and technology, how could their escape ever be successful? Also, the things they heard were just rumors; and weren’t they asked to listen solely to the party? Luckily, the tough labor they endured blinded them momentarily from the spectre of execution.

But it would not be long before the unavoidable event occurred. One ordinary day, they were rudely shaken from their incredibly short sleep by a guard they had never seen. The guard wore a perplexing expression, something between moroseness and confidence, and gestured them to follow him. The crowd gasped in silent horror as they had figured out the truth somehow. It was no rumor, then - the inevitable had come. It was the moment of execution.

As the sentry led them to their doom, the philosophers wondered what to do next. At least the execution was a one-off stroke; it was comfortable compared with their terrible lives as indefinite prisoners. Yet, the realization that death was coming, nearer by the moment, led them to see escape in a new light. Escape, successful or not, meant a new hope that their lives could be saved. Although it truly contradicted every rule in the party’s book, it was their only hope of survival.

As the argument raged on in their minds, they found themselves in a concealed place with no source of light, dark as ever. The darkness around them was menacing and it smothered them with emptiness and dread. As they entered the room, they heard a nerve-racking scream, and a high-pitched electronic tone. The shrill tone registered in their brains: when the tone died down, they would follow.

Suddenly in the midst of total darkness, there was light. It was daylight, something that the philosophers had not seen for three years. It came from an open gate in the walls of the room beyond and it revealed a serene landscape. The guard rushed to the gate and yelled.

No one made a move.

Soon, a soldier ran down and shouted a mouthful of orders. The guard frowned, and replied in a cautious tone. After some conversation, the two parted, and eventually no one guarded the gates.

Still, no one made a move. The battle in their heads raged: Was this a trap? Was this a route to freedom?

Minutes passed, and still no one had made a move. Many of them had already decided not to go for it, but some indecisive ones were still thinking it over. Dead silence fell over the crowd.

A whirring sound began, and the gate began closing. Suddenly, a footstep was heard in the midst of silence, and everyone turned their eyes.

A philosopher began charging towards the gate. It was the end of a symphony, the whirring sound was the cymbals and the footsteps were the drums. The gap shrank. The man was practically flying by now as he sprinted swiftly towards the gates. The tempo accelerated, the drums became more strident, and the cymbals began crashing continuously…

Then there was silence.

Testing.

NWK Media.