The Walking Dead: Made to Suffer

I want Michonne to be my best friend and have a sleepover where she teaches me some sword skills. I’ll repay her by foraging for herbs with which to season the dried pasta, rice, and other assorted grains I’ll prepare for our dinner. I just need to learn how to start a fire without a match or lighter, and I’ll be set.

Andrea, however, can eat a bag of poop.

Because, come on. Andrea is supposed to be smarter than this. She’s supposed to be an awesome shot and an awesome human being, as well. Andrea is supposed to be a ray of light in the darkness of the zombie apocalypse. She’s supposed to be what we all hope we’d be in the same situation.

Instead, Andrea is just a woman with great aim who can’t recognize the monster in her bed.

Other Walking Dead Thoughts:

• I’m glad I didn’t have to see Michonne raped and brutalized by the Governor.
• Then again, I wonder if that wasn’t changed because America doesn’t give a $h!t about a black woman getting raped. Threaten a nice, white, Christian, farmer’s daughter with rape, though….. SHOCKING! Shocking, I say!
• You really suck, America. You and your bull$h!t hierarchy of virtue and worth.  Then you wonder why I love women with swords and ninja skills and Hillary Clinton.
• Pants suits and katanas FTW.

• I’m really unhappy with Rick’s treatment of Michonne. Yes, she’s a stranger. But, this woman is a badass who hasn’t made a single move on you, Rick. And brought powder formula for your baby based on a conversation she overheard. What the hell does she have to do  to earn a modicum of trust?
• You trusted that seedy, mustachioed, white felon back at the prison more readily. And he’s probably gonna wind up killing Baby Judith and Maggie’s sister, who’s name I couldn’t be bothered to learn.
• Let us take a moment to remember Oscar. Oscar, who never got to change out of his prison jumpsuit. Oscar, who had to shoot another black man to stay on the show for a couple more episodes. Oscar, who never got to escape the shadow of T-Dog and yet, in his limited time, managed to get our more lines than T-Dog.

• Heh. I accidentally typed T-Dong right then. I’m 12.
• Way to ruin a cliff-hanger Show. You ended with Daryl in a gladiator scenario and immediately followed up with footage of him running through the woods in the second half of the season. GOOD JOB.

Lastly, I think I may really be a sociopath this time.

I wonder it every now and again, depending on what I’m watching. For example, at the end of Breaking Bad season 2, Walter missed his daughter’s birth in order to exchange 38 pounds of meth for $1.2 million. No brainer: deliver the meth and get the money.

Then I’ll watch a YouTube video of a bulldog puppy dreaming or a cat snuggling her kitten or Queen and be moved to where I think I’m a normal human woman. Certainly not a sociopath.

Because, the thing is, if my brother and I found ourselves in conflict like Daryl and Merle have, I can’t say I’d immediately fall on the side of my brother. And my brother is an OK guy who isn’t like Merle at all.

Merle abducted and tortured Daryl’s friends. The decision regarding follow-up loyalty is a no-brainer (hint: it doesn’t lie with the abducting torturer). This blood loyalty thing? I’m not getting it.

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