Another head hangs lowly
Child is slowly taken
And the violence cause of silence
Who are we mistaken?
But you see, its not me, its not my family,
In your head, in your head they are fighting
With their tanks and their bombs
And their bombs and their guns
In your head, in your head, they are crying
In your head, in your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie
Hey, hey, hey
What’s in your head, in your head
This song came out in 1994, but in some ways it’s more relevant now than it was eighteen years ago.
No, I’m not speaking here of those with a barely concealed longing for the Troubles to come back.
I speak of Zombies in general. They walk the earth you know.
They look like people, but they don’t act like them.
What to do when zombies infest otherwise decent places of discussion? It’s hard to ignore them when they always seek to dominate the blog in ways that the proprietor never does, with endless same ‘oul / same ‘oul posts and horrific and anti Christian insults, which shock the conscience of the decent majority.
Well, here’s what I think.
First, I don’t think that they should be killed. There’s a great deal of literature on how to kill a zombie but we don’t need to go down this road. First, violence isn’t the answer. Second, the souls of zombies are already dead, so what is the point of killing a dead person?
Second, if Zombies have no souls, they don’t deserve to have names. I will never call them by name again. Only those who have souls, or who once had them, deserve to have names.
Third, there is no point in any more endless blood-fighting with Zombies, who are not to be confused with unionists, nationalists, republicans, democrats, capitalists, communists, gun owners, gun prohibitionists, Zionists, Castro romantics, limousine liberals, Rastafarians, or those with strong opinion from any side on any issue.
My personal solution?
I won’t read posts by Zombies or comment on them, at any time.
I won’t engage with them at any time, on posts by me or by another.
They are free to comment on any post by me – which are few – but there will be a three strikes you’re out rule. Call someone a ” fucking asshole “, that’s strike one. Call someone an ” inbred ” , that’s strike two. Make a comment hoping that children get blown up, that’s strike three.
Some may tolerate Zombie behavior. I won’t. They never change – they only get worse.
Cheers to all.