“You're not like the others. I've seen a few; I know. When I talk, you look at me. When I said something about the moon, you looked at the moon, last night. The others would never do that. The others would walk off and leave me talking. Or threaten me. No one has time any more for anyone else. You're one of the few who put up with me. That's why I think it's so strange you're a fireman, it just doesn't seem right for you, somehow. (Page 21)
Montag is a fireman rebel. He does not conform with society in Fahrenheit 451. The media/government has brain washed the people into believing that books are bad. Clarisse McClellan discerned that Guy Montag was different …show more content…
One passage that reveals two different themes developed within the work.
“So now do you see why books are hated and feared? They show the pores in the face of life. The comfortable people want only wax moon faces, poreless, hairless, expressionless. We are living in a time when flowers are trying to live on flowers, instead of growing on good rain and black loam. Even fireworks, for all their prettiness, come from chemistry of the earth. Yet somehow we can grow, feeding on flowers and fireworks, without completing the cycle back to reality.” (Page 78)
The government has killed the individuality in the city and does not want anyone to read books. Montag is a fireman. They hire firemen to burn books so no one has access to them. But why are books feared and hated? As Faber said; “They show the pores in the face of life. The comfortable people want only wax moon faces, pore less, hairless, expressionless.” The books are the pores of life. They point out the problems causing people to notice immortally and think independently. Not only does the city forbid books, but also it frowns upon independent thinking. So no one pays attention to the atrocious things going on, which all could easily be noticed and pointed out in the …show more content…
My uncle says there used to be front porches. And people sat there sometimes at night, talking when they wanted to talk, rocking, and not talking when they didn't want to talk. Sometimes they just sat there and thought about things, turned things over. My uncle says the architects got rid of the front porches because they didn't look well. But my uncle says that was merely rationalizing it; the real reason, hidden underneath, might be they didn't want people sitting like that, doing nothing, rocking, talking; that was the wrong KIND of social life. People talked too much. And they had time to think. So they ran off with the porches.” (Page