I’m afraid I might be watching too much of The Walking Dead these days, because when I got to work this morning and two coworkers were complaining about being sick my first thought was, I hope this isn’t the start of the zombie apocalypse. They’re both sniffling, sneezing, coughing, and lethargic. So far there is no blood trickling from the corners of their mouths, but I’m keeping a close watch on them just to be sure.
One can never be too careful these days.
As you’ll recall, we’ve been binge-watching TWD because Tara finally
came to her senses got tired of listening to me rave about it all these years and decided to check out what all the fuss was about for herself. I’m thrilled over this development, because now I have somebody else I can talk to about the show. She used to say, “I’m not interested in anything having to do with zombies,” which kind of broke my heart a little because it turns out I blog about zombies a lot. To wit, I have written no fewer than five zombie-related posts, including these gems:
- The fact that there are no bright colors in the zombie apocalypse
- People should hop on bicycles to quickly and efficiently escape approaching zombie hordes
- Paper currency is useless in a zombie-infested wasteland
- Backing your car into a parking spot can save your life when the zombie shit hits the fan
Which is interesting, because I’ve never even seen the grandaddy of all zombie movies, Dawn of the Dead. Go figure.
What’s also interesting is that nobody on The Walking Dead ever refers to the zombies as “zombies.” Instead, they are called walkers. Or biters. Or a bunch of other names depending on the particular group that encounters them. The list of monikers includes cold bodies, creepers, dead ones, floaters, geeks, lamebrains, lurkers, monsters, roamers, rotters, and skin eaters. Why not just cut to the chase and call them what they are? It turns out that series creator Robert Kirkman intentionally avoided this because he didn’t want the concept of zombies to exist in Rick Grimes’ world. “This isn’t a world [where] the Romero movies exist,” he explained. Apparently he didn’t want his survivors to understand at first that shooting the undead in the head is the only way to make the undead dead.
Makes sense, I suppose. If the show were about vampires instead they’d probably call them “coffin sleepers” and have no idea about things like garlic and silver bullets and stakes through the heart.
Which is all fine and good, but does that mean that in TWD universe, this song does not exist?
That’s a damn shame, because it’s a great little ditty. Maybe in this parallel universe it’s a Monkees tune instead.
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