Sunday, October 29, 2017

Lord of the Flies - Jack Task Analysis

Throughout Golding’s novel, egomaniacal Jack is a primary representative of character development as he undergoes a transformation from a proper leader of the choirboys to one who favors savagery, violence, and the desire for power. Early on, Jack retains the sense of moral propriety and behavior that society instilled in him. He express this by claiming, “We've got to have rules and obey them. After all, we're not savages... I'll split up the choir -- my hunter, that is -- into group, and we'll be responsible for keeping the fire going” (42-43). Nevertheless, Jack portrays his short tempered, naturally aggressive personality; even before the trauma of the island has an effect on him; "Out of this face stared two light blue eyes, frustrated now, and turning, or ready to turn, to anger” (20). His desires of power above all other things leaves him furious when he loses the election to Ralph, resulting in him continually pushing the boundaries of his subordinate role in the group. As the choirboys take responsibility of becoming the hunters, Jack is unable to kill when he first encounters a pig. Golding depicts that the rest of the hunters, “knew very well why he hadn't: because of the in Normandy of the knife descending and cutting into living flesh; because of the unbearable blood" (31).
In contrast to Jack’s original inability to kill, he soon becomes obsessed with hunting and devotes himself to the task. He gives himself over to the bloodlust and paints his face like a barbarian; "Jack planned his new face. He made one cheek and one eye-socket white, then he rubbed red over the other half of his face and slashed a black bar of charcoal across from right ear to left jaw” (63). Jack delineates his favor for hunting and its savage reward of meat over the civilized domesticity and hope for rescue that Ralph tries to maintain. The more savage Jack becomes, the more he is able to control the rest of the group. Indeed, the group follows Jack in casting off moral restraint and embracing violence and savagery. Caught up in the moment, Jack and the hunters slaughter a sow, "Jack was on top of the sow, stabbing downward with his knife… The sow collapsed under them and they were heavy and fulfilled upon her… he giggled and flip them while the boys laughed at is wreaking palms. Then Jack grabbed to Maurice and rubbed the stuff over his cheeks” (135). This revolting scene of how the boys can gruesomely spreads blood on others, laugh at this attack and end up putting the sow’s head on a stick portrays the savagery transformation that has happened. Jack’s fondness of authority and violence are intimately connected, as both him to feel powerful and exalted.
As Jack loses his moral innocence, Jack leads his group of choirboys-turned-hunters in mutiny against Ralph's leadership by playing on the boys' baser instincts. Due to Jack’s heightened desire for power he justifies yet again that he should be chief not Ralph since, "He's not a hunter. He'd never have got us meat. He isn't a perfect and we don't know anything about him. He just gives orders and expects people to obey for nothing" (126). Not only does he revolt towards Ralph’s leadership, he reveals that he wants absolute power by stating, "It's time some people knew they've got to keep quiet and leave deciding things to the rest of us” (102). Then in Chapter 8 a split occurs among the boys and they are divided into two tribes. An overall psychological decline occurs as some boys slowly choose to follow their instincts in preference to order. By the end of the novel, the tribe lays before him as he sits naked to the waist with a blocked out face of paint while, "power lay in the brown swell of his forearms: authority sat on his shoulder and chattered and his ear like an ape” (150).  Jack transforms into a primal entity, exploring the dark side of humanity and the savagery that underlies even the most civilized human beings.

Wednesday, October 25, 2017

Lord of the Flies - The Hunters Imagery Quotes

"The suffusion drained away from Jack's face. Ralph waved again for silence. 'Jack's in charge of the choir. They can be -- what do you want them to be?' 'Hunters.'...As if released from class, the choir boys stood up, chattered, piled their black cloaks on the grass" (23).

"'I agree with Ralph. We've got to have rules and obey them. After all, we're not savages... I'll split up the choir -- my hunter, that is -- into group, and we'll be responsible for keeping the fire going.' This generosity brought a spatter of applause from the boys..." (42-43).
"'Just an ordinary fire. You'd think we could do that, wouldn't you? Just a smoke signal so we can be rescued. Are we savages or what? Only now there's no signal going up. Ships may be passing Do you remember how he went hunting and the fire went out and a ship passed by?" (170).

"He was down like a sprinter, his nose only a few inches from the humid earth...There was only the faintest indication of a trail here; a cracked twig and what might be the impression of one side of a hoof...The dog-like, uncomfortably on all fours yet unheeding his discomfort, he stole forward five yards and stopped...Jack himself shrank at this cry with a hiss of indrawn breath, and for a minute became less a hunter than a furtive thing, ape-like among the tangle of trees" (48-49).

"He swung back his right arm and hurled the spear with all his strength. From the pig-run came the quick, hard patter of hoofs, a castanet sound, seductive, maddening -- the promise of meat. He rushed out of the undergrowth and snatched up his spear. The pattering of pig's trotters died away in the distance" (49).

"'For hunting. Like in the war. You know -- dazzle paint. Like things trying to look like something else--' he twisted in the urgency of telling. '--Like moths on a tree trunk.' Roger understood and nodded gravely. He rubbed the charcoal stick between the patches of red and white on his face... Jack planned his new face" (63).

"The chant rose ritually, as at the last moment of a dance or a hunt. 'Kill the pig! Cut his throat! Kill the pig!Bash him in!'" (114). & "Kill the beast! Cut his throat! Spill his blood!'" (152).

"The circle moved in and round. Robert squealed in mock terror, then in real pain... They got his arms and legs. Ralph, carries away by a sudden thick excitement, grabbed Eric's spear and jabbed at Robert with it. 'Kill him! Kill him!'" (114).

"The sow fell and the hunters hurled themselves at her... she squealed and bucked and the air was full of swear and noise and blood and terror. Roger ran round the heap, prodding with his spear whenever pig-flesh appeared. Jack was on top of the sow, stabbing downward with his knife... The spear moved forward inch by inch and the terrified squeeling became a high-pitched scream. Them Jack found the throat and the hot blood spouted over his hands. The sow collapsed under them and they were heavy and fulfilled upon her..." (135).

"He giggled and licked them while the boys laughed at his reeking palms. Then Jack grabbed Maurice and rubbed the stuff over his cheeks... Robert stabilized the thing in a phrase that was
received uproariously. 'Right up her ass!' ...Jack held up the head and jammed the soft throat down on the pointed end of the stick which pierced through the mouth" (136-137).

"The voice rang out sharply from on high, where the diminishing crags were balanced one on another. 'Halt! Who goes there?' 'Roger.' 'Advance, friends.' 'You could see who I was.' 'The chief said we got to challenge everyone.'" (159).

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