A Letter to the Zombie Hunter as a Young Person
20 Oct
Dear Zombie Hunter,
I marvel at your drive. I mean it. Your preparedness in the face of danger is something to behold. You have considered your weapons, examined the vectors, mapped out your escape routes and purchased special ammunition. You have studied the ways of the enemy and engaged in thought experiments to best craft your response for when IT happens. The Zombie Apocalypse. It looms in our movies, out literature, our web browsers.
And you, my friend, you have never been more ready for anything in your life. That’s the problem. The Zombie Apocalypse is…a fiction. It will never happen. I know you know this. I know you know this because I remember a time before the re-purposing of catcher’s pads as body armor.
I remember when you tried to build your own Star Trek Communicator, or when you made your own chain mail bag for your dice. Zombies are funny. They are creepy. They are an excellent boogeyman. And they don’t. Actually. Exist.
I tell you this because I hate to see you pouring money you don’t have into toys for something that will never happen. I am concerned about how much time you spend thinking about plans for an event that will never come to pass. Don’t get me wrong. There’s a place for fun, and sure, this started off as fun; but after watching the hours you spend online discussing survival scenarios and the best places to find yourself when the dead come to eat your brains, I’ve realized that this has become more than just fun for you. The “fun” has become an obsession and is keeping you from accomplishing greater things in your life.
I want you to use that creativity to solve real problems; help the space program, take on citizen science or journalism, study and advances discipline of math or computer science. Look the world around us; challenge the real problems and help solve them instead of sinking time into a fantasy. Rediscover the joy of life without the taint of the undead.
You have such potential. Use it to solve the real problems, not the fictional ones. Because when the robot overlords finally come for us, we need to be ready.
With Great Affection,
Chris









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