1 One day a chocolate ration was issued.
2 Procreation will be an annual formality like the renewal of a ration card.
3 The new ration did not start till tomorrow and he had only four cigarettes left.
4 Those whose attitude towards the war is most nearly rational are the subject peoples of the disputed territories.
5 And only yesterday, he reflected, it had been announced that the ration was to be REDUCED to twenty grammes a week.
6 It appeared that there had even been demonstrations to thank Big Brother for raising the chocolate ration to twenty grammes a week.
7 Actually, as Winston was aware, the chocolate ration was to be reduced from thirty grammes to twenty at the end of the present week.
8 All that was needed was to substitute for the original promise a warning that it would probably be necessary to reduce the ration at some time in April.
9 All that was required of them was a primitive patriotism which could be appealed to whenever it was necessary to make them accept longer working-hours or shorter rations.
10 The eyeless creature at the other table swallowed it fanatically, passionately, with a furious desire to track down, denounce, and vaporize anyone who should suggest that last week the ration had been thirty grammes.
11 And sure enough, following on a gory description of the annihilation of a Eurasian army, with stupendous figures of killed and prisoners, came the announcement that, as from next week, the chocolate ration would be reduced from thirty grammes to twenty.