The Road

If you haven't read the book this post discloses nothing about the baby roasting on a spit so don't worry I won't give that part away.

I have had the morbid displeasure of over hearing both Charley (10) and Henry (6) setting the stage for make believe play with the following quote "let's pretend Mom and Dad are dead". While this all but eliminates my participation it does clear the playing field of authority and rules and allows them complete autonomy. This cadaverous suggestion is made without guilt or, thankfully, detail.

By killing off everything McCarthy used the same morose set up for The Road thereby exploring a type of freedom only experienced by adults in a post apocalyptic/ red dawn scenario. Who among us has not made a type of purchase like, a solar radio/ flashlight, with the idea "if the shit goes down at least I'll be able to get the BBC and read comic books " ? Or has a stash of freeze dried french onion soup and canned peaches. Or an Uzi semi-automatic with 10,000 rounds, a gas mask, and a grenade launcher, you know, just in case.

Kill the authority. Play. Come in for peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and milk. Go back outside. Kill the authority again. Play. Take a bath. Brush teeth. Get tucked in. Go to bed.