Speaking of The Walking Dead, it shambles into living rooms this October as a television show based on the hit weekly black-and-white comic. Since 2003, writer Robert Kirkman and artists Tony Moore and Charlie Adlard have terrified tens of thousands with an endless depiction of what happens to some zombie apocalypse survivors. The first lesson: Other people are not your friends. The dead don't stalk, track, watch, and hunt. We do. The collapse of civilization promotes a massive culling, and the minutiae of that slaughter are reflected off the horrified psyches of former police officer Rick, his family, and friends. It's a harrowing study in Mid-Traumatic Stress Disorder as leftover bands of humans scrap for the basics: safety, clean water, food, and shelter. The Walking Dead reminds us we've never left a Hobbesian state of nature; we've just temporarily suspended it in certain countries.