Zombie Apocalypse Part Deux

The first entry I made on zombies was more of a lighthearted discussion on the repercussions of messing with that which should be never messed with, if that makes sense. When you think of zombies, you always think of slow, dimwitted, lurching atrocities of flesh determined to feast on the supple, tender meat of the living. And in that characteristic, there's something charming, amusing, almost slapstick to their inherent traits. It only gets scary when a mob of a million living dead are storming your supposed fortified house, destroying everything in their wake in pursuit of warm, screaming sustenance. That's the general picture of the zombie apocalypse, right? Well, that and huge fortresses with every known method of deterrence known to man staffed and maintained by hardened mercenaries with guns so big, they require wheels to be moved from place to place.

We always overlook the human element.

And that's precisely why a zombie invasion would be absolutely horrible for mankind. The living dead, sure, would be an omnipresent threat and we'd have to adapt our war-torn societies accordingly to fight off this undead menace, but more than that, we'd face extinction not from them, but from ourselves. The human being, we would hoard oil, murder each other for the superior camping spot, and ravage the roads trying to escape the threat. While the zombies would surely cause their fair share of death and devastation, humans in their irrationality and fright, are capable of causing just as much, if not more.

And are we that much greater than zombies, in the greater sense? We consume, mindless, never satisfied with what we already have...We as a species, our society, mostly, are akin to the living dead in the sense that seek to only consume, to buy, to have. And once we have what we want, once we've devoured that brain, we look to consume more of it, we will never be happy until what we get what we want next. The only solace, the only escape from this vicious cycle is death, or in the zombie's case, the destruction of the brain. Yeah, we're zombies. Great leap of logic!

Like any disaster, life as we know it would begin to start sucking most precipitously where ever that disaster takes place. Zombie apocalypses...take place over the whole globe. Any idealist who thinks they can create a multi-tiered Flaktürme with MG42s posted in every window and a variety of secret saferooms and escape routes underneath the tower is sorely mistaken. Even if you hold off the hordes of the undead, will you be able to gun down the desperate, needy, and violent hoping to seek shelter but don't care as to what they wreck? The ideal scenario of protection in an invasion is just a dream. It's not going to do any good.

Nations will fall, millions of refugees and destitute will overcrowd cities, the environment will go straight to hell. Life will be nothing but misery for decades, if not scores. But in the case of a zombie apocalypse, remember the Golden Rule of survival. If you oblige by it, instead of pulling out the guns wielded by moronic pillocks in South Central Los Angeles, your chances of survival will be much greater, should you need to fight off a horde of the Army from Hell.

Blades don't need reloading.