As with the angry chap in the blue overalls, eventually the zombies will decide that they’re tired of being fucked over, and they’ll start chow-time. Of course, they don’t decide, as such, but through their disinterest in the world as it is they are revolutionary. What follows is a paper on how this idea might translate to the academy.

To the barricades, my shambling undead brothers, sisters and intersex siblings!

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