College Admissions Essay: Big Brother

I asked my mom “what’s wrong,” she replied with a sorrowful “your Aunt Lisa is in trouble, we must leave now.” The worst part of all of this was my Aunt Lisa’s son was with us, Matthew. He did not know what to think or believe. No one knew the world would slowly start shattering beneath all of us that morning. We drove to her house, we saw ambulances and police cars driving by, that did not help our nerves at all. We finally arrived at her apartment, we never thought all of those emergency vehicles would be going there. My brother and I stay in the car since I was only eight and he was only eleven. My mom and cousin run into the apartment hoping to only find my Aunt had fallen and is unconscious, or she is passed out drunk, just let it be something that is not permanent. What they come to find is that my Aunt is laying on the floor, unconscious, but cold as ice. It was not from someone killing her, or us getting there too late. She had died twenty-four minutes before that phone

Everyday technology is advancing and has become part of people’s everyday life, from phones, cars, computers, and even the light switches in a room. With all this technology, it would be easy to use it for other things then what they were intended for. For example what if someone wanted to control what another person could do such as sleeping or going places. It would not not be that hard to try and control another human being, or even worse being watched every single moment of everyday for the rest of their life. That idea is not as farfetched as it may seem now with even more phones, computers, televisions and cameras in general. Technology is taking humanity nearer and nearer to world of Big Brother and the worse part is that if they are not careful, Big Brother could raise without any citizen ever knowing.

“Right this way,” the nurse ahead of me was prompting me to a brightly lit hall that was completely foreign to me. I couldn’t help but be terrified by the sights and sounds around me: people chattering, machines methodically beeping, gurneys rushing past. It was my first time in a hospital and my eyes frantically searched each room looking for any trace of my father. She stopped suddenly and I turned to the bed in front of me but I could not comprehend what I saw. At such a young age, I idolized my father; I had never seen him so vulnerable. Seeing him laying in a hospital bed unconscious, surrounded by wires and tubes was like witnessing Superman encounter kryptonite. My dad’s car accident not only made him a quadriplegic, but also crippled

On January 29, 2001 at around four o’clock in the afternoon, a beautiful little girl named Leslie Arreaga was born. It was the first time I was able to hold and see a baby so up close. When I saw her for the first time I didn’t know what to say. All I told my parents was “ I love her and she is perfect.” My parents laugh at me because I was only four years old when she was born. I just couldn’t believe that I was finally an older sister. I remember that every time a person would come in and try to hold her I would give them a look saying “ If you hurt her, I will hurt you.” Leslie was the most precious little baby I had ever seen in my little four year life. She was so chubby, with big brown eyes and a little heart shaped mouth. The day my

As a former student of Georgia Southern University, I’ve earned a grade point average of 3.4 while working two jobs and volunteering in various student organizations. Throughout my college career I maintained good academic standing admitting me into the honor society my junior year. I did not have the financial resources to continue school and advance my education, however I joined a Big Brother Program that enabled to mentor and teach at risk juveniles in the local area. Outside of the Big Brother Program, I taught boxing to at risk juveniles that sought an outlet from the troublesome environment that has become a part of their upbringing. Psychology is the major I’ve selected and placed my heart into, because I want to apply my knowledge

“Before Sept. 11, the idea that Americans would voluntarily agree to live their lives under the gaze of a network of biometric surveillance cameras, peering at them in government buildings, shopping malls, subways and stadiums, would have seemed unthinkable, a dystopian fantasy of a society that had surrendered privacy and anonymity”(Jeffrey Rosen). Where were you on September 11, 2001? Do you remember the world before this tragic incident? Throughout history, the United States has adopted forms of legislation with the intention of improving national security. From prohibition, to gun laws, the outcomes of these legislations have not always been good.

When hasn’t there been a time that Americans complained about their privacy? Invasion of privacy by hackers and the government is a huge problem in America because of the large amount of technology. The more that technology grows the more resources hackers and the government has to snoop in on our personal lives. There are many, and I mean many info-advertisement that advise you to secure you identity. But does it actually work?

Through the shivers from the September weather, I got dressed and brushed my teeth faster than I had ever done before. I walked out into the kitchen and joined my parents and my older brother, Justin, all of which looked unprepared for the long day we were going to have. Originally, the plan was to drop Justin and I off at our uncle’s

I lay in the hospital bed, staring down at the baby lying in my arms, sleeping soundly as I rock her gently. My hand supports her small head, fragile and delicate, raking my long, slender fingers through her soft hair. Her eyes opened to show a baby blue with unshed tears stared up at me with a soft, sad smile in them. I give a small smile while I get lost in thoughts about how this is going to play out and what I’m going to do.

“Freedom is the freedom to say that two plus two make four. If that is granted, all else follows.”(p.81) This means that if you have the ability to state one correct fact, you must be given the ability to state all true facts. In order to be able to state all true facts, you must be given the freedom of free thought, thus Big Brother loses control over the people. Having the ability to think freely would go against everything that Big Brother is trying to control. Big Brother inserts new events and deletes events from the past in order to have the people think the same thing and to control the people in an easier manner. In this case Big Brother relates to the white southerners after the Civil War. After the Civil War, all black men were

“Big Brother is Watching,”(2). This quote is a famous line in George Orwell’s novel 1984, that is one of the main factors that allows readers to classify this novel as a science fiction novel, including the ideology of mindless humans. 1984 also contains forbidden love and passion, technology that is not usually found in that time frame, and the examination of how society is run and because of this 1984 can also be considered to have sub-genres of romance and commentary and anachronism. 1984 qualifies under these sub-genres because while it may not follow the direct standards of each sub-genre it does have key exponents that fit under each in a unique way. Romance is one sub-genre that some people may not consider 1984 to include, however

I really like how you approached this subject. Showing how the media and some groups misinterpret government actions can be very eye opening to many people. I have family member, and work with people that are so set in this thinking that “Big Brother” is always looking over their shoulder, and collecting all kinds of information about them. I have tried to tell them that the government has way bigger issues to worry about than trying to learn about some middle class person living in the middle of Missouri. I think one of the biggest reasons so many people think that the government is always looking in their windows is the simple fact that many people outside the intelligence world have no idea what actually goes on, and how hard it can be to gather information. Do you think if the American public was more educated on what goes on within the intelligence agencies that they would lower their fear of

One September 23, 2004 a healthy baby boy was brought into the world. The doctor sporting a snow-white lab coat with a blue collared shirt exclaims to my mother, “congratulations a beautiful baby boy.” I had a brother now, someone I could spend time with, someone to bond with. I sat next to my father as my mother corralled the newly born child within her arms. “What’s his name?” I enthusiastically asked my father. My dad pronounced, “his name is Joey, and he is your new baby brother.”

The Internet invention has most certainly opened many doors for a faster, more efficient educational medium. One can find information about almost everything, discussions range from daily issues to highly academic and scientific issues. It has indeed helped this generation to be much more productive and efficient. The vast web of electronic media that connects us is heralding a new age of communications. New digital networks offer a tremendous potential to empower individuals in an ever-overpowering world. However, these communications networks are also the subject of significant debate concerning governance and jurisdiction.

     My name is Winston Smith, a man of 39 living in Oceania, and I am the last sane man on earth. I believe the date to be 1984, even though I have no real proof of it. London, as I know it, is a place devastated by hunger and disrepair. A place where every action and thought are closely monitored. For as long as I can remember, the Party has been in control. The principles of Ingsoc1 and Big Brother have been dictating public interest here since the 40s. Even though I have never known any other life, it feels like there is something inherently wrong with this one. Big Brother imposes a way of life that is intolerable to me. I have committed acts of subversion, violence, perversion,