Comparing Lord Of The Flies, And Eliezer Wiesel's Night

The world is a mysterious place with its ups and downs. It is a place of excitement, fun, and of dreams. It is filled with wonder, beauty, and grand experiences. Unfortunately, not all experiences in life are grand. This world is also filled with sadness, hysteria, and hate. We are overwhelmed with the deaths of those around us, famine, poverty, and killings. Throughout Rod Serling's post World War II episode, The Monsters are Due on Maple Street, Arthur Miller’s Playing for Time, William Golding’s speculative fiction book, Lord of the Flies, and Eliezer Wiesel’s Holocaust memoir, Night, exhibited is the concept that in difficult times, we expose the worst within us. Self control and societal standards — these very things keep people in their

Numerous survivors have recorded their experiences from the camps, but one well-noted account is Elie Wiesel's autobiography, Night. He begins his journey back home in Sighet with his parents and sisters. As a young Jewish lad, he read and studied their Holy book and took part in religious practices regularly. This changed when he was separated from his mother and sisters, prior to being stuffed into a railcar brimming with Jews. All he had left was his father. His experience does not just open his eyes to how heinous the Nazi’s are, but also to what unbelievable actions other Jewish people resort to. With the train transporting them to their demise, Elie realizes that the importance of societal judgements and morals began to fade from existence as he watches two young souls making love in a dark portion of the boxcar. They cast away all thought of possible opinions about them for that might be their last chance for love before reaching the Zyklon-B. Carelessness continues when an old lady with her son kicks off into hysteria and screams. She screams of burning chimneys, the ovens, of freeing her; she is unable to accept the thought of death. In all her racket, a few men attempt to silence her by beating her to near death, although she had already quieted down within the first blows. Wiesel is baffled to watch as the brawny men beat at such a frail woman with her own young boy watching. The absurdity continues when his dad is beaten for morsels of scraps and as children abandon their families that they found have been holding them back. All these occurrences absolutely stun him in the fact that such events simply give the Nazi’s confirmation that the Jewish people are horrid swine and assuring the Nazi’s that their extermination is undoubtedly the just thing to