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of  rage were breaking out  from half the people in the room.
The  self-satisfied sheep-like face on the screen, and the terrifying power
of  the  Eurasian army behind  it, were too much  to be borne: besides, the
sight   or   even  the  thought   of  Goldstein  produced  fear  and  anger
automatically. He was an object of hatred more constant than either Eurasia
or  Eastasia, since when Oceania was at war with one of these Powers it was
generally  at peace  with the other. But what was strange was that although
Goldstein  was  hated and despised  by everybody,  although every day and a
thousand  times  a day, on platforms,  on the telescreen, in newspapers, in
books,  his theories  were  refuted,  smashed, ridiculed,  held  up to  the
general  gaze  for the  pitiful rubbish that  they were --  in spite of all
this,  his  influence never  seemed to  grow less.  Always there were fresh
dupes  waiting  to be  seduced by  him. A  day never  passed when spies and
saboteurs  acting under  his directions  were not  unmasked by  the Thought
Police. He was the commander