The haters showed up at the rally. I was hoping for a simple, stoic demonstration but nothing ever goes the way I want it to. The entire zombie population here was there, which, to the average person might sound like a lot, but in truth, there actually aren’t that many true zombies around.

You see, as I mentioned before, only a trained and qualified necromancer is able to raise the dead, to breathe true life into them. Once they do that, the zombie is forever tied to that necromancer. Metaphysically speaking that is.

My father raised my friend Liam here. Liam can be hung, drawn and quartered yet still he will live. He won’t be particularly happy about it, but he will be alive. So to speak. But if, Elvis forbid, something should happen to my father and he would die (knock on wood, throw salt over the shoulder, spit three times and mutter a lot of Latin) then so would Liam. The necromancer animates the dead with his power. As long as the necromancer is alive, so is the zombie.

So as you can probably guess, necromancers don’t actually raise the dead very often. Too many zombies will eventually weaken the necromancer.  So after a very long explanation,  there just aren’t a whole lot of true zombies out there.

But the haters… God I can’t believe what they did tonight. It was awful. These people (and I use that term lightly) can’t seem to get past the stereotype. Too many movies have skewed perception so badly and some of the ones among the haters have *just enough* knowledge to make them dangerous. They know that an improperly raised zombie will be very much like the zombies depicted in movies like “Night of the Living Dead” and “Shaun of the Dead.”

Can you see where I’m going with this? Those idiots actually hit the local cemeteries last night and attempted to raise a LOT of dead folks. They did not gain the permission of the families. They did not perform the rituals properly. What they ended up with was a truckload of mindless, frenzied undead they could barely contain. They carted them all to the rally and loosed them on the crowd. It was not pretty. We managed to contain them before anyone was seriously hurt and we’re holding them in a storage room until my father can get to town to lay them to rest. Again.

The sheriff was reluctant to arrest any of the haters and he was slow to get his men together. I think he did that on purpose to let those idiots get away.

I suppose their goal was to show the world that the “bad” zombies exist and shouldn’t be granted rights because they were mindless and harmful. Unfortunately, all people will see when they watch the late news tonight is a crowd full of people running around shrieking and trying to avoid being eaten. They won’t see zombies like Liam trying to restore order and speaking rationally and moving about normally.

This is going to be a tough battle.

Whahey I’m back! Liam bet me I’d blog once and forget it. Ha. He owes me now. Besides, I kind of dig blogging. Where else can I ramble to my heart’s content?

What is going on right now? Well we are getting ready for a rally at city hall tomorrow. I’m spending this evening painting the signs and polishing up my speech. The fact that I am blogging instead of doing either of those things just shows I am the queen of procrastination. I believe in what we’re doing, but I’m terrified of public speaking and I was never any good at coloring.

But I look at Liam, and I remember what he went through after he was raised by my father the night he died and I find my fears to be petty. Liam and zombies like him deserve the same rights they enjoyed when they were alive. We’ve got such a long way to go in overcoming the stereotypes, but it will happen.

The rally is being held after dusk so that the vampires can join us. I’m hoping Lucy can make it but she’s been having problems rising that early. I’m not sure why.

Oh, who’s Lucy? My best friend. She got vamped a couple of years ago and it wasn’t pretty. Eesh. That was a rough few months let me tell you. But that’s a story for another post. I’d better get to work.