Earlier this evening I finished reading Max Brooks’ World War Z – An Oral History of the Zombie War.
It was an eerily believable regular Joe and Jane accounting of the war that nearly ushered mankind into extinction. As best as I can tell, it was compiled by the author from interviews with the actual participants possibly ten or so years after the end of the war. It was still chilling in its ability to bring forth the images from that time.
Brooks evidently traveled the world from Siberia to the Antarctic continent to get these folks’ stories for this book. It must have been a labor of love for him. Most of what happened leading up to that war is well known nowadays, but Brooks’ book reminds us of how it all started and how foolish we were in the beginning.
The moral to the story, if a moral is required of a story of this type, is that all humanity came together to combat the scourge that was destroying us. At no other time in the history of mankind had we ever had a truly common enemy such as these zombies, who were motivated by an otherworldly need to destroy every living thing in their paths.
These things… I guess that’s the best way to describe them even today, years afterwards, were known by many names during the Great Panic and the war that followed. They were zombies, ghouls, the G, Zack, and my favorite, because you had to respect them, Mr. Zack. Regardless of what we called them, we all came together in the titanic struggle to relieve our world of them.
We were victorious, but at what cost? Read Brooks’ book. Judge for yourself.
Image credits: 1) Cover image of Max Brooks’ book courtesy of Wikimedia.org 2) Zombie image source unknown
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