I’ve got to blog it. I’d be ashamed to show my gray, fake-blood-spattered face at the next zombie nerdtacular if I didn’t.

Besides, we need a palate cleanser. And what better way to unwind after a long day of debt-ceiling drudgery than with a show about … a group of people who can’t figure out how to get along even though they’re facing the apocalypse? Just think of the zombies as America’s creditors: Sure, we can pick a few off here and there, but in the end there’s simply too many of them. We’re overrun.