some nights i read world war z in a bid to reclaim what feels like the receding tide of my humanity and wonder if the only way to resolve the israeli-palestinian conflict would indeed be a worldwide zombie attack

the literal only acceptable option in terms of uniting against an enemy that is literally dehumanised and the dark soul of humanity (because humans always need an enemy don’t they)

which is why i get really annoyed about posts about how the appeal of the zombie is just a case of a situation appealing to the most violently misogynistic instinct of culture - because no. because a zombie movie when done well most illuminatingly and literally unmissably highlights the fear of the potential of being dehumanized, of staring into a dark mirror of your face, an image that’s always bubbling beneath the surface, the slightest shade of mutation of a cell away, the grotesque illustration of a culture already absorbed into zombielike consumption, forced into jobs and lives they never really wanted through the injection of an ideology from infancy

forever struggling against the tides of dehumanization which doesn’t so much destroy you as turn you inside out, inside out such that you cannot possibly run away from the fact that it was within you the whole time

the excruciating reality of a literal hell on earth, where death is rendered simultaneously meaningless, and not the reprieve from a life you think is hellish, death literally driving you to extremes just to survive

sigh, zombies