The boys survive alone without an adult a plane crash and find themselves on a deserted island. Madness ensues until cannibalism in a night around a bon fire happens.
We will see what happens next. It will play out in America.
The boys were found by the Royal Navy soon after. The boys were in tattered shredded clothing and filthy. As the adults retook their island the boys began to see the horrors of what they had done.
Then they began to all cry. They cried for themselves. They understood they had lost themselves.
Any moral to this discussion is without merit but plenty of revulsion.
“The Lord of the Flies” is fiction. In real life, a group of stranded teenage boys from a Catholic boarding school in Nuku’alofa, the capital of Tonga, competently survived for 15 months in 1966. The boys set up a small commune with food garden, hollowed-out tree trunks to store rainwater, a gymnasium with curious weights, a badminton court, chicken pens and a permanent fire, all from handiwork, an old knife blade and much determination.
Last night there was the beginning of a bon fire discussing a firing squad. Just a few thoughts from a thought leader just putting it out there. The person in front of the firing squad would be around 60 blonde and have glasses coming from Wyoming.
fwiw, the commentator on CNN is reportedly retracting his interpretation of the “thought leader’s” comments. I always took the original comment as an observance that the person being discussed had never been in combat.
In real life, there are examples of both humanity’s potential for cooperation and humanity’s darkness. Acknowledging one without the other seems counterproductive.
Imagine a President Jack Merridew supported by choir boys. The outcome is fairly predictable, and it will not be a reflection of humanity’s goodness.