During ‘Once Upon
A Time,’ after Number 2 has asked him why he cares, Number 6 leaves his cottage
and goes out into The Village. In the Piazza he encounters a fellow
citizen. He stops the man who looks nervous, as though afraid to be spoken to.
“How?”
“Don’t do that!”
“What?”
“Enquire.”
“What’s your number?”
“What?”
“Your number, what is it?”
“Be careful” the man says glancing
about him.
“One, two, three, four, five, six,
seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen,
sixteen……”
But then
why should we not enquire, does not ‘the Prisoner’ encourage the enquiring
mind? However in The Village it doesn’t do to ask questions. But where is the
harm in this citizen simply telling Number 6 his number? We all want to know
the man’s number, but unfortunately his badge is covered by his hands and the shaft
of his umbrella. What is he afraid of? Perhaps he’s afraid of those who may be
watching, listening, afraid of the Observers. Why, in case he might say
something wrong? Again, where is the harm in telling one citizen his number?
Perhaps he thinks that Number 6 is a plant, maybe assistant to Number 2 even.
That if he answers one simple question the rest will follow. Well that’s an old
trick, and one played many times. But this citizen is aware. He’s not talking,
although he does appear to be in a somewhat nervous state. Why should he be
like that? Surely he knows that the Observers are always watching, listening,
that cameras and microphones are everywhere. So what’s to be nervous about?
What is it that makes this man so nervous? Perhaps he’s someone special. He
doesn’t look very special, quite ordinary as a matter of fact. Perhaps he’s a
spy, had been a spy, aren’t spies supposed to look ordinary, so that they blend
in? Perhaps this man’s nerve had broken, his cover blown. It may be wondered
what information this man knows, and how much of it he has. And of course that
is possibly why he was brought to The Village in the first place, to have that
information extracted, or protected! But as onlookers we shall never know which
it is, or what happens to this man. But if it is to have that knowledge
extracted, then all anyone can imagine is, that it would not go well for this
man.
Be seeing you
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