Eradicating the Wild Pigs from McGinnis’ Swamp

By Andrew McColl, October, 16th October, 2018

Parables have a long history in literature, going back certainly as far as Jotham’s parable in the Bible (Judges 9:7-21). This one’s relates to Home Schooling.


The wild pigs of McGinnis’ swamp had a bad reputation; they were unruly, dangerous, and no one could tame them. Go down there and get out of your car, and you could get hurt, or worse. Something was going to have to be done about those pigs, before they took over; but what?

The authorities got together to come up with a plan. Some people suggested that the solution was a full-on attack on those pigs at night, with a large number of well-armed men in 4WD vehicles, heavily armed with automatic weapons and search lights.

But this idea was scoffed at by others, who said that the vehicles could get bogged down there too easily. Why not use a different method, more subtle? Instead of attacking the pigs, why not feed and tame them, first? That would be much easier to accomplish, and they wouldn’t know what was happening, till it was too late. Then we’d fix ‘em!

Yes, that would be a lot easier to accomplish, and you could leave all the messy stuff to the end; it wouldn’t drag on, leading to bad PR, and issues that were difficult to explain. They decided on the second plan.

Now if there’s one thing pigs are good at, it’s eating. And all pigs are scavengers; they like finding easy food. Why go a long way, when it’s just nearby? Any pig likes that!

So, the authorities began going down to the swamp, not with guns, but bags of grain from the Co-op, which they emptied on the ground. This was new to the pigs, who had never eaten grain before, and boy it was good. So much easier than having to look for food! Those pigs were tucking in, and before long their numbers were growing.

But then there was another development down at the swamp. Near where the grain was being dropped, by day the authorities began building a heavy duty steel, rectangular compound. The pigs could see that no pig would get over that compound fence. They could only enter it through a gateway, then a lane.

Some pigs weren’t sure about that compound. Some thought it looked dangerous, and kept away, because man’s smell was on it. What could it be for?

Then the pigs noticed that their grain was being left near the gateway, and before long, it was being put inside the lane, too. It seemed like there wasn’t much being left outside, so they had to go further and further inside to get that nice, free grain.

Then there was another development, that some of the pigs began talking about. In the gateway, the men erected a strong, steel gate. It was always open, of course. The pigs could still get down the laneway to their grain, deep inside the compound. But why would the men mount a gate, just there?

Oh well, that grain was good. And so easy to find!

One night, when all the pigs had come for their grain, they’d got inside the compound, through the gateway and down the lane. As they ate in the dark, one of them thought they heard a sound like a gate closing, and a man muttering quietly, about “finishing the job.”

What could that mean?


“Do not be bound together with unbelievers…” (II Cor.6:14).