“You’ll find more cheer in a graveyard.” – Gimli, The Two Towers
The thing about porn is that at some point––unless you’re an addict––you have to stop and say, okay, I’m done with this nonsense.
Last night I reached that point with what has become for many people a Sunday night ritual of torture porn, The Walking Dead.
It took me about five seasons to become a regular viewer of this show, and now that habit, I think, is purged. I’ve never been a fan of zombies; unlike vampires or werewolves, they’re just not my monsters. My husband has been with it from the beginning, and though I didn’t like it because inevitably there’d be zombie nightmares involving our children each night I’d watch it, I used to enjoy his humorous recaps of each episode’s highlights. When I first asked him what the show was about, back in…
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