Lord of the Flies Post #11

Chapter(s): 11
Character Perspective: Jack
Group: 4

Fatty

The conch is broken! Now there'll be no more meetings to spoil our fun! And Ralph ran away, fatty's dead and Samneric are with us! Now we're really going to have fun on this island! It'll be all about feasts and playing and dancing and hunting! But why should I stop there? As far as I know, Ralph's still alive and probably plans to keep trying to spoil our fun! Well he'll see. I'll organize an attack against him, we'll go on a hunt for him and stop him once and for all! Then he can go join his other annoying friends, fatty and batty. And once he's dead we will be free of all the idiocies of little troubles like work and shelters and signal fires and all that other dreadfully boring work. If in the beginning Ralph had realized that we're all about fun and not truculent then maybe I would have let him join my tribe. However, he still decides to hang on to that sad delirious belief that he knows what to do as chief. But now that the conch, that precious talisman he treasured so happily, is broken, his last source of power is gone. He is King of the Mud, Lord of the Dirt now. He is the one-man tribe with no home and no friends. But he needn't worry. Soon, my tribe, my hunters and I will put a cessation to his pitiful and idiotic life, and a cessation as well to the annoyance he delivers to my tribe. And then after that there will be no adults to tell us what's what, and we'll finally have the complete and total freedom to live our lives exactly how we want to. So just you wait Ralph. Just you wait.