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Post Apocalyptic Afternoons

Clocks don’t strike thirteen. They strike twelve and then start over at one strike.

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Post Apocalyptic Afternoons

It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen.

- George Orwell (1903-1950)

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Post Apocalyptic Afternoons

Orwell was referencing an old expression, best defined by Thomas Hardy in his novel Far From the Madding Crowd, with the following line:

This supreme instance of Troy's goodness fell upon Gabriel ears like the thirteenth stroke of crazy clock. It was not only received with utter incredulity as regarded itself, but threw a doubt on all the assurances that had preceded it.

Clocks don’t strike thirteen. They strike twelve and then start over at one strike. So, if one hears a clock strike thirteen times, it should indicate something is wrong with the clock and that not only can it not be trusted now, but who knows how long before it struck thirteen it became untrustworthy.


George Orwell

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