The Party claimed, of course, to have liberated the proles from bondage. . . .
In
reality very little was known about the proles. It was not necessary to
know much. So long as they continued to work and breed, their other
activities were without importance. Left to themselves, like cattle
turned loose upon the plains of Argentina, they had reverted to a style
of life that appeared to be natural to them, a sort of ancestral
pattern. They were born, they grew up in the gutters, they went to work
at twelve, they passed through a brief blossoming period of beauty and
sexual desire, they married at twenty, they were middle-aged at thirty,
they died, for the most part, at sixty. Heavy physical work, the care
of home and children, petty quarrels with neighbors, films, football,
beer, and, above all, gambling filled up the horizon of their minds. To
keep them in control was not difficult.
—George Orwell, 1984