Are Zombies Real?

 

This might sound like a funny topic coming from an author, but sometimes we wonder if brain-eating monsters might walk alongside us.

Of course, my brain-eating zombies are metaphorical in that they really are not the undead or some other form of sub-human life form.  What I am referring to are people who are asleep.

In our world, we have a small percentage who are enlightened enough to be truly good or truly evil.  Yes, some people do good or bad but they are not good or evil unless they are aware that they are indeed purposefully doing good or evil things.

You can always tell that someone is asleep when they cannot articulate why they like something or don’t like something.  “Why do you hate Trump?”

“Just because!” Is not an answer.

Hate is one of the strongest emotions that we have as humans, and that is why the media, politicians, and other powerful ‘elite’s’ use it, or employ it, to manipulate the masses.  Trump Derangement Syndrome is a form of hate that is exacerbated by those who wish to divide the country.

The formula is simple.  What is wrong and who is to blame for it.

Whether the facts bear out the truth or not, few like so many false postings on social media will check it out.  This is what is wrong, and Trump is responsible for it, so says CNN.

The Iranians shot down a commercial jetliner killing all aboard. There are those in the media writing stories that Trump is responsible for the shootdown.  The topic is propaganda.  Stalin knew that the printed word was the sharpest weapon in his arsenal. That fact has never been lost by the purveyors of lies.  Hate is indeed one of the most natural emotions to weaponize and it happens every day.

The zombies that walk among us are those who will quickly re-post a scandalous article with the word ‘wow!’ as their only comment.  If you are already predisposed to dislike a person, it is easy to believe the ugly lies put forth by those that manipulate you.

In recent news, over 200 people have been arrested down under for either arson or some infraction of the laws regarding the fire.  Our MSM does not speak of this but instead talks about climate change and this could happen here if we don’t stop breathing and farting now.

As countries go, the US is one of the cleanest, lowest carbon-emitting countries around but yet, the Greta Thornburg’s of the world take us to task rather than the ‘China’s’ of the world.  Why?

Our media will give her the attention, air time, and coverage she seeks as long as she scowls at Trump.  Pfft!

It is not about the climate. It is about sending businesses and so forth to these other countries who would not listen to young ladies who scowl at their leaders.  The sad facts are that it is almost always about money.

So, are zombies real?

If you think socialism is a good thing, then yes, zombies are real, and you might be one of them.

Since the climate is also changing on Mars, I tend to think that just possibly, our ‘change’ might have something to do with the Sun and the fact that the sun is at low sunspot activity currently.  That means much like turning the burner on your stove on high vs. medium things will warm a little faster and perhaps get a little warmer than when vast amounts of the sun are not putting out heat due to solar storms.

If I can convince you through whatever means that the world is going to end in twelve years, if you don’t do something radical, you will be ok with spending your national treasure on pet projects, which make the rich richer, the poor poorer and the middle-class pay for everything.

No, I think I will need more than the talking points from a 29-year-old bartender who has less schooling and education than Greta Thornburg.

Yes, zombies in the form of unthinking people abound.  Some of them vote which is why it is essential that A: you who are not zombies vote and B: convince the zombies that this year we will do our best not to exclude the brain-eating undead to vote by keeping the polls open past midnight.

Somewhere there is a novel in this mess.

I hope that 2020 is treating you right thus far.  Taxes will be due before you know it so, don’t wait till the last minute to get your paperwork in order.  Much Love -TW

Breaking News!

Iran just admitted that is accidentally shot down a commercial airliner.  That would be Russian weaponry used on civilians.  Still, think Iran should have nukes?

 

Day 1 2018 Zombies are Real!

Sitting here at the keyboard on the first day of 2018.  All is quiet in the house; not even the cats are stirring. I too feel like my mind should be still as I did imbibe a little-fermented grape juice or was it whiskey. Hmmm.   At least I returned home with the clothes that I went out with.  I think….

Somewhere during the witching hours of eating, dancing, drinking, waiting for a big ball to drop, and hoping anything that I said or did does not end up on YouTube, it got damned cold for Texas.  The plants that I covered up to protect are now plantsicles.

The hotel this morning was awash with zombies.  Young child creatures carrying oversized teddy bears thought that screaming at the top of their lungs was a fun thing, as they watched the zombies shrivel to almost pulp. The piercing sounds that could break glass were no match however for the evil stares from the zombies who tried to use their magical powers to silence the evil imps.  Had they looked into the eyes of the Zombies they surely would have evaporated into steam or possibly frozen into marble statues to stand as a stark reminder to the other urchins, never taunt or antagonize a zombie on New Year’s Day!

I did not fall into the undead or walking dead category this beautiful day.  I don’t know if that is a good thing or a bad thing.  I saw the ragamuffins as someone else’s problem and went about my way to find one of the carts that hotels often have in good supply.  Waiting over an hour by the cart return area, two zombies of unknown sex or age came walking at a snail’s pace, pushing said cart as if they were Sisyphus struggling to manage the two roller bags and one black dress.  Slowly losing ground against the load, a bellhop took pity on them, or me, and assisted them with their load.

One of the zombies went to the door only to be met with the harsh reality of “DAMN ITS COLD OUT!”

I, although annoyed by the lack of courtesy of the zombies laughed at the sudden jolt of life that seem to lurch through the embalmed veins of the gray creature. Color of some sort seemed to well up from somewhere deep inside the beast as their animated arm movements caused some circulation of the antifreeze still sloshing through the carcass of this fiend. For the first time, I was able to tell that it was the male of the species.  I could tell this as it growled in a deep voice as it struggled against the automatic door for the disabled to breach the icy unknown terrain of the sunlit parking lot.

Thirty minutes later the creature managed to maneuver his vehicle to the entrance of the hotel where his mate waited patiently or was it dead.  The mate did not move as the car pulled close to the door.  I was not sure that it was still breathing.  Carefully I nudged it as it snorted and then as it’s large eyes opened it looked at me through a crimson hays.  I suddenly became fearful as it appeared as if it had the eyes of Mordor, and I had no magic ring to toss at it.  I cringed thinking surely that daggers would come out of those gaunt looking features but it actually spoke. “Yes, can I help you?” It said.  Clearly, this was the female although I could not picture it in that little black dress! I pointed to the other creature now looking very much like a yeti, which was standing outside his vehicle waiting for his partner, or was it his precious?

As she tried hard to stand, I slipped the bellhop five bucks to assist them and bring me the cart.  While I might have enjoyed watching the two creatures, try to lift their two bags and one black dress from the vehicle, my patience was just about gone, and I too felt as if the monster within me might immerge and ruin the first day of the year of me not sinning any more…   ever…. Who am i kidding! I sin before I ever get out of bed!

If my beast had come out to play, and I ripped my clothing off to expose my superhero status, would I have found a suite with a large S? Perhaps a suite with a large W?  Would there be a red cape or magic golden rope, or would I have established that I indeed did not have all the clothes that I started the evening with and suddenly resemble an oversized smurf with built-in glass cutters?

  • How was your first day of 2018?
  • Did you see the zombies?
  • Where you a zombie?
  • Are there videos of you on YouTube?
  • Did all of your clothes come back with you?
  • Did you know the person you woke up with?
  • Did you recognize the person in the mirror?
  • Did you see a reflection in the mirror?

Novel 26 is close to being ready to edit.  I am so excited that I have figured out how the book will end.  This is one book that I have put much thought into and actually planned it, rather than allow it be a stream of conscious.  “That will make sense to any writers out there.”

I look forward to getting to know each of you better in 2018!  Thanks so much for following me!

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