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First off, I would like to point out the biggest disadvantage of firearms: finite ammunition. Unless you are living out of an arms manufacturing plant or know how to make your own, you are going to eventually run out of ammo.
If zombies are overrunning the land, chances are that society has been disrupted and all the ammo has been claimed by various individuals. There is only so much to go around; it will eventually run out. Reminder: zombies are the living dead; the undead. They have lots of time, we don't.
Second, bladed weapons, though more practical than guns, do have another disadvantage mentioned above: they need to be kept sharp or they'll be ineffective. This is a big disadvantage if you are mobbed for more than a few hours. Although zombieflesh is rotting and relatively easy to hack, they do have bones and will eventually make your blade dull.
Therefore, I offer you the perfect, fail-safe, zombie-fighting weapon: the morningstar.
The morningstar is little more than a big, heavy, spiked metal ball on the end of a chain attached to a handle. They are durable, requiring little maintenance, lasting pretty much forever. What's more, the action on a morningstar is ideal versus zombies. First, the chain arrangement is perfect for getting that snap-the-whip action to get that spiked ball at a decent velocity. Second, the natural weight of a big metal ball lends to some kick-ass momentum. Third, the damage you will bestow upon your necroadversaries will be both bludgeoning and tearing.
Imagine, if you will, being brained by a spiked metal ball, only to have it ripped away a moment later. Not good, eh? That's the point. Low-tech, high-impact damage.
Guns, though efficient and highly damaging, won't be practical if the legions of dead are around for a few years. I'm not saying avoid them altogether. Hell, lock and load, my friends. Just be sure to seek thee a morningstar, so thou hath something akin to the arm of God.
Godspeed, my kin. Strike down thy vile enemies, the treachery of Satan. May you prevail, and smite their ruins down into the hells from whence they came! I forever remain,
Your brother at arms,
Sir Baraka_Guru
Knight of the Holy Fist
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Knowing that death is certain and that the time of death is uncertain, what's the most important thing?
—Bhikkhuni Pema Chödrön
Humankind cannot bear very much reality.
—From "Burnt Norton," Four Quartets (1936), T. S. Eliot
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