It seems that many people are focused
on zombies lately. I don’t know if this started
with Twilight or videogames or if it was always something people worried
about. (Have I been worrying about the
wrong sorts of things for years?) I used to own a VHS tape of Thriller so I had considered myself sufficiently
knowledgeable about zombies. I assumed,
“Don’t go on a date with MJ=Zombies won’t come for me.” I guess I assumed wrongly because, suddenly,
it seems like there is a lot of talk of a zombie apocalypse. It used to be my only fear was that they
would want to dance with me. That was
worrisome enough since I am so uncoordinated but it seems they want to do more
than that- they want to eat my flesh and brains!
There are books, movies, video games
and TV shows all dealing with apocalyptic times and zombies taking over. Most of them deal with groups of people
struggling to survive and kill the zombies.
What I am wondering is why? I know myself. I do not
like to be afraid. I am thinking if
the zombies take over and are infecting/eating people, do I really want to live
through this? Nope. To constantly be in
terror? Um, no. I do not possess that
kind of strength. I don’t even know if I
am brave enough to run from the very first zombie I see!
Here’s the scenario I imagine if I saw
a zombie coming towards me: I think my
first instinct might be to run. But, since I am not so fit, I wouldn’t get
far. When I stop to catch my breath, I
will survey the scene of chaos around me and assess my prospects. After flashing forward through some
nightmare images of a short, terrifying life spent fighting the undead and
running away from my zombified loved ones, I would make up my mind. I would run straight into the zombie’s
arms. I will say it. I am a quitter. If you are assembling a zombie resistance
team, you don’t want me on it. Except
maybe as a diversion.
I have no plans of living though the
zombie apocalypse. Or, I had no plans until I realized one
thing: I have kids. I have a responsibility to try to get them
through despite my chicken heart. Although,
since they are just as spineless as I am, they might also opt for getting eaten
quickly. But then, who gets eaten
first? Will it be like when we have to
get flu shots and they are arguing? “You
go first- then it will be over with and you don’t have to worry.” Or “Can I go
last? I want to see if you cry?’ Or “Youngest
to oldest.” Or “No! Oldest to youngest.”
Arg, the fighting! That will make
me want to go first but as a mother, I know that is wrong. No one should get eaten on my watch… I must
try to save them.
Which brings me to the problem I was thinking of in my car that day… I was stuck in traffic and thinking “I wish I could just drive over the sidewalk like in a movie.” Since I have a wandering mind and was stuck in traffic anyway, I started running though the scenarios where I might need to drive on the sidewalk. What I would be escaping from? For some reasons, zombies came to mind. I began thinking that, if a zombie herd were approaching, I would drive over the curb and over them and through them to get my kids to safety. Which made me realize: I have the completely wrong car for a zombie apocalypse!
Which brings me to the problem I was thinking of in my car that day… I was stuck in traffic and thinking “I wish I could just drive over the sidewalk like in a movie.” Since I have a wandering mind and was stuck in traffic anyway, I started running though the scenarios where I might need to drive on the sidewalk. What I would be escaping from? For some reasons, zombies came to mind. I began thinking that, if a zombie herd were approaching, I would drive over the curb and over them and through them to get my kids to safety. Which made me realize: I have the completely wrong car for a zombie apocalypse!
I have a minivan that would be great
for having to evacuate because it holds a
lot but it’s not All Wheel
Drive. Actually, I think I need a 4 X 4
to get over curbs and dropped zombie body parts. My lumbering minivan would
probably get hung up on the first femur that gets in its way and then we are
done for! I wish I had thought of this two years ago when we got a new car… I wish I knew what the odds were of a
zombie attack… Is there anyone with a 4 X 4 who is planning on staying to fight
that wants to switch cars with me? My
minivan can fit seven zombie resistance fighters and all their supplies. Plus, I’ll even throw in the goldfish crackers
under the seats. Valuable
sustenance… Please?
Psst!
Did you know that the CDC has Zombie Apocalypse tips? The CDC!!! This is more serious than I thought!!! Click here to read!
Maybe we could team up somehow. I have the 4 wheel drive. And a trailer hitch. We can load up the kids in your minivan and pop in a movie, and I'll tow you over the zombies. Paul and Jerome will take the train and meet us somewhere where it's safe. Or just ride it out over a few beers in Penn Station, more likely.
ReplyDeleteSo to be clear the kids will be in the towed vehicle where we can't hear them fighting? I like the way you think!
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