I am a big movie guy. I love watching
all those behind-the-scenes stuff and the director’s commentaries on DVDs. I am
not gonna lie. Long before this terrifying outbreak occurred, America had kind
of gone on this real zombie kick. There were all the Romero movies from the
‘70s. Zack Snyder had done his DAWN OF
THE DEAD re-launch where zombies ran for the first time. And you had all
the other pop ups and respawns trying to cash in on the popularity. I think
even the Discovery Channel had a show about how the Zombie Apocalypse could
happen.
In
the summer of 2012, there was this cannibal attack where this homeless
man high on this designer drug call bath salts ate this one dude’s face and the
cops had to shoot him several times to put him down. Well, actually I can’t
remember if the victim was homeless or if the attacker was homeless. The
attacker was naked, I know that much. But that is when people started freaking
out, saying, “This is it. It is starting!”
I don’t think that they were right but
I am thankful for all that paranoia. I truly think it saved our lives because
we weren’t caught flat footed. We closed and locked the doors pretty freaking
quick.
I don’t think you can have a
conversation and not mention THE WALKING
DEAD. But I am so glad that our “world” is not like the world of that
television show because if it was, many more of us would have been killed the
other night. For those that don’t know, everyone in THE WALKING DEAD is infected. So when you die, regardless of your
wounds or how you die, your corpse reanimates.
Thank goodness that is not the case
with us for two reasons. 1) It gives us hope that we can outlast this thing and
could return to a semblance of normalcy after this threat is dealt with. 2)
Judy’s reanimated body could have killed us all.
None of us are those medical autopsy
people you see on the countless versions of CSI
and LAW & ORDER that are out
there. None of us could take Judy’s temperature and determine how long she had
been dead. But sometime between 11:00 the night before and at 7:00 when we were
all getting up, Judy silently and peacefully shuffled off this mortal coil and
went to a far, far better place.
If we were all infected with whatever
this pathogen is that reanimates the brain and gets us walking around again, it
is NOT sitting dormant in our systems waiting for us to die. And that is some
pretty good news.
I am thankful that we were able to see
what was coming and we managed to seal ourselves off from this horrid
contagion. I just have to assume that there is some laboratory out there
surrounded by military guards wearing black fatigues and carrying M-4s. Inside
that laboratory are guys with lab coats and Bunsen burners and beakers and
microscopes all figuring this stuff out.
And I hope they figure it out
soon…
