I've been contemplating zombies...
|Do zombies really need glasses? |
(she hates this picture)
Follow me here...
|That's a good crowd... you can do it...|
|Or, we fart... just sayin' - we're not at our best.|
So, here we have decomposing bodies stumbling toward us, grasping for our tasty brains because their brains have been infected with... well, to be quite frank, they keep changing it up on us - from gamma rays in space to some sort of plague or man-made virus. Supposedly, the only way to kill these beasts is to unplug their brains - a hole through the brain with any sort of sharp, blunt or heavy instrument... or a bullet, seems to do the trick.
Much like they do with the old wives' tale a vampire can't come into your home unless invited. Gives you a false sense of security, it does. And boy, is your neck red when you realized, too late, you've been led down the garlic path...
|which is yet another lie.|
The way the body works is after you die, the components which are "you" cease to function. Your digestive system no longer operates. (We know this because in every movie ever made about zombies, not one is squatted down to take a dump.)
|Unfortunately, there are just too many real images of corpse piles...|
|Same goes for babies.|
My lost-in-the-haystack needle of a point is, 'they' have been lying to us. IF a zombie is walking, it is not dead, only mostly dead.
|...and mostly dead, is slightly alive.|
Why are they lying to us, you ask? Maybe TPTB are hoping to watch the destruction of this civilization from the sidelines; taking bets and swapping statistics.
|Wouldn't it suck to be working on the set of The Walking Dead when the Zombie Apocalypse breaks out?|
|Please ensure it is a zombie, and not your blind date.|
In Joy & Enjoy