Zombies historically have been cannibals. As humans, we have a deep aversion to cannibalism, even when it's done for absolute survival and the cannibalized person died of natural causes. Why is this? Is it because if we engage in cannibalism then we give in to our primal selves and become more animal-like than human-like? Other animals engage in cannibalism, why shouldn't we?
There are many cultures around the world that engage in different forms of cannibalism, from straight up killing your neighbor and putting him on the grill, to eating a dead monk's brain to ingest his knowledge, to smoking a cremated relative's ashes. On a recent episode of Shameless, Frank and Monica smoked Grammy Gallagher's cremated remains.
I've smoked remains before, as well as eaten them in brownies and drank them in Cuba Libres. It's a little gritty, on a lot of different levels, but considering all the things they do with cremated remains now (even packing them into empty ammo casings), it's really not that odd. What better way to honor a dead friend than to make them part of your body and engage in some sorta legal cannibalism?
Moral discussions about cannibalism, as well as the usual quest for food, is an all consuming drive in Tonia Brown's new novel, Bad Ass Zombie Road Trip.
The novel is about two guys, Dale and Jonah , who fancy themselves musicians. On the way to a gig, things pretty much go to Hell in a beat up Ford Focus on the side of an interstate in California. Anyone who has been to or lived in California knows that the interstates there are Hell, so it should come as no surprise that the handsome devil Lucifer is roaming the asphalt. In a series of unfortunate, profanity laden events, things go from bad to worse as Jonah is swallowed up by a whale of a situation. The boys end up on a cross-country race against the clock to recover the most precious thing that Dale possesses (and it's not his penis). Along the way, the boys learn that it's almost impossible to outwit the Devil, they pick up a stripper named Candy, and they learn about the weird toilet phenomena that happens when a zombie eats human food.
This is a perfect electronic read for your spring break beach adventure or your summer road trip to visit the numerous over-priced Pagan festivals that are being planned as you read this review. Its light, raunchy prose will keep you amused and slightly aroused for hours on in while you bake yourself in the sand and sun or pretend to be interested in some over-hyped Pagan expert that charges several hundred dollars an hour to tell you how wiping your ass is no longer healthy and that Gaea doesn't approve of Charmin toilet paper.
The only negative thing that I have to say about this novel is that Candy does not come across as a genuine Carolina girl. If she were really from the Carolinas then she would never have told the boys that to people who live on the board between North and South Carolina, that it doesn't really matter which state you say you're from. Yes it does Candy! It matters a great deal! As someone who has lived in both Carolinas, you learn from an early age that each state thinks it's better than the other one. To people in South Carolina, everyone from North Carolina is in-bred and a redneck. To people in North Carolina, everyone in South Carolina is a snob and a crook. They're very different places, Miss Candy. How about you don't get caught in the rain and melt as you try to decided which Carolina you're from, sugar foot!
For more information on real zombies, check out Zora Neale Hurston's Tell My Horse. To purchase a copy of Bad Ass Zombie Road Trip visit: http://www.amazon.com/Badass-Zombie-Road-Trip-ebook/dp/B006ZAJ4M4.
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