The following are not doctored, photo-shopped pictures of America’s President Barack Hussein Obama beset by common houseflies but actual photos of flying insects that seem oddly attracted to Obama.
Now, of course, flies are virtually everywhere, breeding whenever and wherever they’re inclined to do the deed, spreading diseases, feasting on dogsh*t, garbage, and political droppings in cities like Washington D.C. and reveling on dung, sweat, and silage in more pristine rural areas.
What’s inescapable are the spooky parallels between William Golding’s deeply symbolic, post-World War II novel Lord of the Flies and America’s President Barack Hussein Obama, parallels relating more to the insects than to their lord.
A staple of high school English classes, on the surface, Flies is an adventure story involving a group of pre-adolescent British boys marooned on a tropical island while a nuclear war rages back home. On the idealized island, devoid of adult supervision and the moral and ethical constraints of civilized society, over a period of weeks the boys devolve into savages, torturers, and murderers before they are “rescued”, presumably and ironically to be returned to worse chaos in a world at war.
Golding’s classic has been interpreted on a variety of levels, from depicting a microcosm of the history of civilization, to a religious allegory on the reality of good and evil, to a Freudian examination of the id, the ego, and the superego, to a simple tale of lost innocence.
The 1954 novel may be all of those and more but we’re talking about flies here.
More specifically, we’re referring to those pesky, plague-spreading buggers that seem to bedevil our president wherever he goes and which, just coincidentally, relate to the central symbol in Lord of the Flies, the “pig’s head on a stick,” the fly-infested head of a sow killed by the boys which in turn becomes their virtual god and leads to their total disintegration as a civilized society.
Some critics believe the repulsive, bloody image of the impaled pig’s head represents none other than Satan himself, the embodiment of Beelzebub, Ba‘al az-Zubab, literally translated as the “Lord of the Flies.”
Now, far be it from me to even suggest that a good Christian like Barack Hussein Obama could in any way be the devil incarnate despite his reputation as a baby-killer. However, the persistent presence of all those flies could only allow for two other reasonable explanations: Either he has been dutifully but carelessly pooper-scooping after First Pet, Bo, does his business or something else about him just lures insects of the order Diptera.
Either way, you would think someone would buy the president of the United States a pair of gloves or at the least a fly swatter unless, that is, squishing them would alienate one of his loyal constituencies, the lunatics at PETA.