OPINION: Zombie Everything Is Awful And You Should Feel Bad For Liking Them

Whew, what an inflammatory headline! Now onto what the real headline would be if the internet didn’t ruin certain aspects of journalism.
Zombies Are An Escapist Fantasy For Egotistical People
There, not so bad, and it even has a clear thesis to accompany its implication! Well, here we go!
One of my coworkers recently asked me if I had a zombie survival plan. Yes I do, next to my plans for giving birth to a unicorn or achieving the american dream. Of course I don’t have a plans for impossible things. I have possible things like making enough money to eat food to worry about first!
I can’t stand zombie movies, books, or zombie anything really. If zombies existed, I would be racist against zombies.

My problem with the zombie genre, is that its a selfish fantasy. Nobody ever has a fantasy about their zombie apocalypse where they are the person who dies. It’s always everyone you hate. The high school bully, the guy who cut you off when you were driving, the girl who wouldn’t go out with you.

The fantasy is pretty much always the same: you, and the other last remaining human on earth who always happens to be an attractive person you would like to fuck and what a coincidence, all of her/his ‘asshole boyfriends/girlfriends’ are dead from zombies so she’ll never friendzone you now! She has no other options. Then, one morning, you wake up alone. Your mind fills with panic as you frantically search your post-apocalyptic hut for your beloved, only to find her/him having sex with her/his zombified-ex. Then you just throw grenades and set everything on fire because you will never be happy.
Basically, what I’m saying is that the zombie apocalypse and the Christian rapture are the same thing. They both work to selfishly get rid of everyone you hate and play on the idea that you are somehow so special that you will get to go to heaven in the first round of the rapture draft or survive the zombie apocalypse.
The irony is that zombie fans and fundamentalists would enjoy the others’ ego-escapist fantasy. A stockpile of guns and ammo bought shortly after Obama’s 2008 win would do much better than your vinyl records and kitchen knives against a zombie horde. Similarly, Zombie fans would love to have the planet to themselves, and could finally combat things like climate change, which could be worsened by all the unpleasant things that are supposed to happen post-rapture.
Now, I will end with a video of the Cranberries’ “Zombie”
