Cilisation and Savagery Flashcards
I should have thought that a pack of British boys - you’re all British aren’t you? - Would have been able to put up a better show than that
Microcosm
Ralph sat on the fallen trunk, his left side to the sun. On his right were most of the choir; on his left were the larger boys who had not known each other before… before him sat small children squatted in the grass
Initial organisation
You got your small fire all right
Regressionnn
‘You’re a beast and a swine and a bloody, bloody thief!’
Disintegration of unity
They were glad to touch the brown backs of the fence that gemmed in the terror and made it governable
Fear causes regression
We’ve got to have rules and obey them. After all, we’re not savages. We’re English, and the English are best at everything. So we’ve got to do the right things.
Initial attempt at organisation
I’ll give the Conch to the next person to speak - they won’t be interrupted!
Ordered by jack for order
Kill the pig! Cut his throat! Kill the pig! Bash him in!
Unity in Savagery
The desire to squeeze and hurt was over-mastering
Degeneration
Roger advanced upon them as one wielding a nameless authority
Gestapo vibes
The rock struck piggy a glancing blow from chin to knee; the conch exploded into a thousand white fragments and ceased to exist
Murder
There were no words, and no movements but the tearing of teeth and claws
Atavism
‘That was Simon, that was murder’
Yikes
Behind them on the grass the headless and paunched body of a sow lay where they had dropped it
Pretty savage by now
Roger gathered a handful of stones and began to throw them. Yet there was a space round Henry, perhaps six yards in diameter, into which he dare not throw. Here, invisible yet strong, was the taboo of the old life. Round the squatting child was the protection of parents and school and policeman and the law. Roger’s arm was conditioned by a civilisation that knew nothing of him and was in ruins
Taboo
