Doc Jon wrote:
You usually make sense. Destroying a barn and putting yourself at odds with another group that you don't plan on staying with as you make a decision they disagree with for "their benefit" doesn't really seem to make sense.
WHat if Hershel doesn't take it passively? What if he pulls a gun on you while you're trying to clear out the barn? DO you kill him? YOu may have to. So who are you really protecting?
Be rather hard for a man who doesn't allow guns in his house.
But if he ceases from being a kindly but misguided old dude and goes to gun-toting asshole trying to protect the undead, then he stops being a guy I'd be motivated to protect. Yeah, I'm flexible like that, but that doesn't change my motivation, which is to keep innocent fuckers from living next door to a time bomb.
I mean, we could do all sorts of "what ifs" here. What if he transforms into the Incredible Hulk while I'm trying to save his family's goddamned lives? Well, then I let the Hulk deal with it and bounce, because that means they can clearly handle the danger on their own.
But, at the end of the day, Hershel was still
a guy placing his own family at risk through his own delusions. And unless he did something to make himself an immediate danger to me, then yeah, I'd try to save him (and his daughters...ahem) from his own dangerous delusions. If it was just Hershel living there alone, perhaps that would be different. And that's a big PERHAPS
, because I'd still likely feel the same way. But he had his goddamned daughters going into that barn to feed these undead fuckers.
I am incapable of abiding that.
I mean, if I found out, a year down the road, that they all got eaten by the zombies in their barn, and I could have done something to keep that from happening but didn't
, I'd feel like shit. Shrugging one's shoulders and saying, "oh well, they dug their own graves" would be rather cold comfort.
Same way I'd keep somebody I've never met face to face from committing suicide (which I have done). Couldn't live with myself knowing I could have done something and chose not to, simply because it was difficult. Or simply because it wasn't any of my business. Just like with that kid I mentioned who tried to kill himself, I don't give a fuck if they hate me afterwards or even during. Because at least they're alive to do the hating. And that's worth some bullets.