Horror stories, whether about vampires, ghouls, or flesh-eating zombies, always seem to reflect some aspect of the tellers’ own social lives, some terrifying potential, in the way they are accustomed to interact with each other, that they do not wish to acknowledge or confront, but also cannot help but talk about.
What aspects of our contemporary culture and social lives does the zombie apocalypse narrative allow us to talk about without actually acknowledging the concern explicitly?
