EVENING. 22:00 It is with difficulty that I hold this pen in my hand: such is the immense fatigue after all the head-spinning events of this morning. Can it be true that the safeguarding, age-old walls of the One State have caved in? Can it be true that we are again shelterless in the savage state of freedom—like our distant predecessors? Can it be true that there is no Benefactor? “No” . . . on the Day of the One Vote . . . “No”?
