Day of the Living Dead..not a movie

There I was last night watching this zombie movie 'The Living Dead', or something like that, and rather enjoying the debacle on my flat screen. The 'Corporate Titan', played by Dennis Hopper, ruled the enclosed city, full of the 'right' people. The latter being rich, and decidedly not zombies!. It cost a lot to live in the glass fortress, akin to a gated community, only it was a skyscraper towering over the remains of a once thriving city. It was strangely reminiscent of a shopping mall. I hate shopping malls, so I was not that impressed. Naturally, the 'Corporate Titan' who controlled everything lived in the penthouse.

While watching the movie I began to feel an odd sensation. This all felt so familiar. But, I did not see flesh eating zombies last week about town that I am certain of. I continued with the movie. The fireworks distracted the zombies from their endless pursuit of flesh, so that non zombies could get the stuff they wanted to survive and be protected from said zombies. Zombies really are easy to entertain it transpires and fireworks are so cheap.The flesh could never satisfy them.They always want more and more and consume endlessly, greedy bastards!.

Damn, there it was again, I have most certainly witnessed something like that, but where for heavens sake?.In some nightmare?. No, not a nightmare. It will come to me. Suddenly, shots were fired. It was the private army recruited to keep the zombies out of the gated city. There was no need for police to maintain order within the zombie community. They were passed caring for anyway. The job was to protect the Corporate Titan and those who paid him to live in his protected glass house. This was exciting stuff, heads blown off, screaming, and a few nail biting chases.

Then it hit me. This was not a horror movie, this was documentary about life today. I remembered images of Occupy Wall St's peaceful demonstrations being blasted with pepper spray and innocent people arrested for expressing a right to protest by police, who have since been challenged by the UN for their undemocratic behavior toward citizens. In this case the police behaved like zombies doing their masters bidding.

Then again the likes of Snooki, Kim Kardasian, Bristol Palin saying she is a 'born again virgin' (yawn), any opinion emitting from Fox 'news' and all the other clap trap we are bombarded with are in fact like the fireworks that distracted the zombies in this movie I was watching.

Oh Lord, so am I a zombie now?,Yikes!, I thought during a commercial break. The ads were great. Endless stuff to consume that I did not need, but wanted after seeing these ads. Lets face it after consuming them I would want more, right?. Then there was a text about meeting a friend who had to have that new apple computer and that new jacket from Prada, or was it H& M, who knows!, who cares?, just get it. What next? oh yes, our endless quest to be thinner, bigger, and younger. And right when you need to achieve these goals there is that reliable pharmaceutical company selling drugs that help you gain 'control' (translation= the drugs and the pharmaceutical company would actually take control of your life, along,with that floride in toothpaste and water to dull your brain) of your life and achieve them. The irony beats me. There is so much to do, achieve, wear, become and have and yet, somehow none of it really seems to satisfy any of us does it.

Oh dear, it seems like being a zombie really is quiet easy. You just go shopping for 'flesh',  and enjoy the pretty 'fireworks', that make a lot of noise ( like a lot of tv/media/news/ Glenn Beck/ Religious bigots etc...am biased ok..:) ,need I say more??). But, the following day we are at it again, I mean shopping, for more 'flesh'. In fact, we consume each other to, never quite satisfied and wanting more of this and that. Then there are self help books that point out obvious things, which people savor as though the cliched platitudes were wisdom itself.

The odd thing is it took a long time for the zombies in the movie to notice that glass building and that Corporate Titan, who controlled those fireworks, who decided who was good enough to live in his glass city protected by an armed force. But, at some point one enlightened zombie did notice that skyscraper and the fireworks that fascinated his fellow zombies. And ruined everything for a few at the top of the food chain.

As I settled back into the movie after the commercial breaks, which seemed endless by the way. The glass city was over run, the police force crumpled and the everyone was screaming all over again. At some point order was restored. But, the world looked different and each group went on its way to find some better life.

My what an exhausting movie. I just wanted to be scared!. However, the only scary thing is this was less a horror movie and more of  reality one encounters daily while reading Huffington Post over my required two morning cups of coffee. As a result of this revelation I am on my third cup!.


Peace