"That evening the swarm of helicopters that came buzzing..." Pg. 259
The end of the book contains some irony and tragedy. I found it ironic that even as an exile, the Savage was still constantly harassed by reporters and gawkers. This is perhaps the most accurate prophesy in the book. Nowadays, it seems like no one is safe from suffocating media attention. Privacy is certainly dead. The tragedy is obviously the death of John. When he was talking with the Controller, I got the sense that this world was so airtight that there was no way John could have lived out his life of suffering in peace. The irony continues with his death though. As part of the satire, Huxley creates a character that ends up dying from the psychological impact of continued pleasure, despite his noble attempt to reject the whole world around him.
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