I’m just now catching up on The Walking Dead – had never watched it and started only a few days ago and got sucked into a zombiefest mega-marathon, now still stuck at midway through Season 3 only because I have to work too, dammit – aaaaaand this has me laughing in stitches.
I am sure I will find plenty of commentary on how this must be (as well as ridiculously addictive) the most in-your-face reactionary NRA-friendly macho TV fantasy since, I don’t know, ever, but I am not even daring to go look up anything about The Walking Dead until I catch up fully with the current season. I am just guessing there must be more than one gripe with the way the women characters are handled, and not just because of all that damn laundry. I guess I may even eventually find an animated GIF of that little dialogue in the farm’s kitchen with Lori rebuking Andrea for going out shooting with the men instead of helping with, yep, laundry, and dinner and all that.
Ah well at least we know that when the zombie apocalypse arrives, the surviving humankind won’t be plunged back into the Stone Age, no. It will be plunged back straight into the 1950s instead. Hurrah for progress!