I love a good apocalypse, don’t you? The first novel in that genre that I read wasAlas, Babylon, and I remember watchingThe Omega Man and the originalPlanetof the Apes with my family when I was a kid. These days there are many good books, movies, and TV shows in the apocalyptic and dystopian genre. It’s a good time to be alive…until the start of the Zombie Apocalypse, that is.
I’m a child of the Sixties, so I remember all the duck and cover drills that they had us do in case of nuclear bombings…or were they just earthquake drills? I did live in Southern California, after all. Anyways, when I was growing up, I was pretty sure that the Nuclear Apocalypse was probably going to happen, someday. Later, when the Cold War abated, I pretty much stopped worrying about that. Now I just have to worry about ISIS, North Korea, and anyone else with bombs. I think I’ll go hide under my desk, now.
Okay, in honor of the great Apocalyptic Genre, I give you my musings on a Dean-spectacular (or speck-tack-cu-lack-u-lar according to Sammy) episode: “The End.”