Zombie, I hardly knew thee.

You know what I love? Zombies. All kinds, too. Big ones, old ones, slow ones, fast ones. But what I love most about zombies are the unique and half-assed ways that they are brought into the world. It could be from a virus. It could be from a bite. It could be from a meteor or a neglected old kite. It could even be caused by overcrowding in hell. But whatever their cause, they always emerge as zombies. Sure, they might look a little different and move a little faster, but at the end of the day, shooting them in the face is still the best option.

What if a zombie bit another zombie? What happens when there are no humans left, only zombies? What if a zombie bit a cannibal? Mathematics tells us that a negative plus a negative is a positive, so then would that person become a vegetarian. These are all questions that need to be explored. Is becoming a zombie a choice or is it predetermined? It is apparent that a zombie can be created from anything and everything, so some might say that since there is no way of knowing how it could happen, there is no opportunity for a decision to be made. But when a single person takes on a mob of zombies or tries to keep an attacking zombie away by placing their hands over its mouth, to me, it shows that they are making the decision, either consciously or subconsciously, to switch to a cranial diet. The subject is really quite fascinating, and I won't be surprised to see zombie films get more political in the upcoming years.