Her life is consumed by technology. Surrounded by the constant chatter of the television walls, it seems like she is content with her role and position she has been assigned. However, Mildred is not happy. Montag, her husband, works long hours so her only company is the screens that surround her and the seashells she plugs in her ears. Her life is simple but monotonous and repetitive. The same garbage is hammered into her brain day after day. Behind the fake smile she plasters on her face, Mildred is depressed. At one point, her depression proves to be too much and she attempts to commit suicide by swallowing a large amount of sleeping pills. When Montag calls for the medics, he receives an unusual reaction from them. They act as if the situation was not dire, as if it was an everyday
Her life is consumed by technology. Surrounded by the constant chatter of the television walls, it seems like she is content with her role and position she has been assigned. However, Mildred is not happy. Montag, her husband, works long hours so her only company is the screens that surround her and the seashells she plugs in her ears. Her life is simple but monotonous and repetitive. The same garbage is hammered into her brain day after day. Behind the fake smile she plasters on her face, Mildred is depressed. At one point, her depression proves to be too much and she attempts to commit suicide by swallowing a large amount of sleeping pills. When Montag calls for the medics, he receives an unusual reaction from them. They act as if the situation was not dire, as if it was an everyday