California Yes on 8 zombies

I drive around this city in fear. The fear of being surrounded by an intersection full of mindless "Yes on 8" zombies waving signs, but then it just gets worse. I begin to hear all the honks of support from all the passers by, and then it hits me. "OH DAMN, I'm surrounded by hundreds of these unconscious creatures from beyond the grave". It is a frightful sight to see so many of the undead who think this is the issue worth getting out and fighting for, when there are so many other critical issues facing the US at the moment. One can't be too surprised however, considering that the infection has been allowed to spread to such a large segment of our population. What infection? I'm sure you have seen the signs. The ability to disregard truth without hesitation. The ability to redefine reality with just a word. The ability to be led by the nose as if a puppet on a string? Yes that's right. It's the members of your local church, all of them having their strings jerked at the same time. I swear if one of them raises their finger and points at me while wailing like a banshee, I'm going to drive a stake through it's heart.