Important Life Questions
I'm messing around with this idea about zombies. Like.. what if zombies had a middle & an upper class? What would that look like? So I'm making this whole little world complete with characters, only I haven't written any of it down yet. (TM, mofos)
In order to get a better hold on this whole thing, I have a question for my 10's of readers.
1. If you could eat anyone's brain, who's brain would you eat, and why?
2. If you could (or had to) eat a celebrity's brain, who & why?
Now, I expect lurkers, husbands of readers, wives, cousins, everybody... to comment. This is like, for uh.. science or something. Or possible literary greatness. Do you wanna be in the "acknowledgements" section of my NY Times best seller, or DON'T YOU???
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posted by Cookie @ Thursday, September 18, 2008
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Here is where I reveal how little I know of zombie lore, for I must ask: how does one rate brain choices?
I mean, does a zombie that eats a brain gain anything more than sustenance? Like abilities of the brain or anything or just which is tasty?
Normal zombies will just eat any ol' brain, but I'm wondering.. why do all zombies have to be like that? What if there was a *new* kind of zombie lore? I mean, there are all kinds of vampires, so why are zombies given the shaft when it comes to character development?
So I started thinking ... if you were an intelligent zombie... would you WANT just any ol' brain? Or would you be a foodie..
So I got caught up with the question... would you be more attracted to intelligent people (mmm, complex tastes), or would it be like a chemical attraction type thing? (like....cheese fries)
So really I'm just curious what people answer with and their own reasons behind it to help me develop my little theories.
Ok, I've been thinking about this since last night Cookie. There are just TOO many choices. There are the brains of hot people, funny people, smart people. Can I eat my own brain? I wondered.
I think I will have to go with Justin Sane, from Anti-Flag. He's smart *and* funny, plus makes me weak in the knees with his political prowess and of course there's the whole musician thing.
The only thing is, he's a vegetarian. Will his brain still taste meaty, or will it taste more like asparagus? Because I *hate* asparagus. I might have to slop some beef gravy over it first.
If I had to eat a celebrity brain... well, first of all I'd kill myself if I weren't already undead. But since I have to choose a celebrity, I'd choose Britney Spears.
Ever take slices of fruit (lemons, oranges, tangerines)and marinade them in a punch/alcohol mix before freezing them? They make GREAT ice cubes for mixed drinks. That's what I think Britney's brain would be like. Cube it up, freeze it, put it in your Hawaiian Punch for a fruity alcoholic zing.
i believe i now know the brains that i would most like to consume.
1st. Stephen Hawking is my first choice. however, being a foodie, i know that the more you work a muscle the tougher it will be, and i'm afraid prof. hawkings brain might have the consistancy of butter jerky.
2nd. i choose you! sir anthony hopkins. mainly because i think his brain would be like a two for one. because we all saw him eat Ray Liottas brain in that movie that time. Adding insult to a slightly salty injury, Hopkins is bloody Welsh.
Okay, you've got me thinking more along the lines of "What kind of zombie would I be?" And I think I have an idea. You see, I'd have retained some part of my own character and personality through sheer force of my considerable will. So I'd still be religious and a moralist of sorts, except that those concepts would've been distorted by The Hunger, which necessitates murder, as well as a developing superiority complex, as a byproduct of suddenly finding one's self a rank above humanity on the food chain.
So, I'd eat bad guys. I'd use that basement I just built as a brain cellar, and I'd eat half of a baddie's brain and store the other half in formaldahyde (sp?), on display in the cellar next to some kind of placard ennumerating the deceased's sins.
My story arc would evolve as my definition of an executable offense becomes more and more lax, and I start eating people for cutting me off in traffic and whatnot.
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