It was fingers in the book
O’Brien held up his left hand, its back towards Winston, with the thumb hidden and the four fingers extended.
‘How many fingers am I holding up, Winston?’
‘Four.’
‘And if the party says that it is not four but five–then how many?’
‘Four.’
The word ended in a gasp of pain. The needle of the dial had shot up to fifty-five. The sweat had sprung out all over Winston’s body. The air tore into his lungs and issued again in deep groans which even by clenching his teeth he could not stop. O’Brien watched him, the four fingers still extended. He drew back the lever. This time the pain was only slightly eased.
‘How many fingers, Winston?’
‘Four.’
The needle went up to sixty.
‘How many fingers, Winston?’
‘Four! Four! What else can I say? Four!’
The needle must have risen again, but he did not look at it. The heavy, stern face and the four fingers filled his vision. The fingers stood up before his eyes like pillars, enormous, blurry, and seeming to vibrate, but unmistakably four.
‘How many fingers, Winston?’
‘Four! Stop it, stop it! How can you go on? Four! Four!’
‘How many fingers, Winston?’
‘Five! Five! Five!’
‘No, Winston, that is no use. You are lying. You still think there are four. How many fingers, please?’
Get your booster…
Just scheduled ours! Next week this time, I’ll be boosted.
Got mine yesterday! They told me that boosters are half dose and I’m experiencing very little side effects (just a bit woozy). Compared with dose 2, this has been easy. 
Goddamn morons. I really wish we followed Austrian example, and cracked down on these toxic plague cultists.
Isn’t Austria having some pretty big protests as well?
Mine’s scheduled for December 7; that was the soonest I could get that didn’t require spending more than half a day driving. 
