The Walking Dead: For the Sociopath Who Has Everything Except a Logical Storyline

If I am forced to watch while one and then another of my friends is beaten to death, almost have my arm cut off, and watch my fathers spirit break… If I leave my home, my father, my sister, my adoptive mother with the flawless skin, and my I-eat-raw-meat-and-watched-my-parents-die girl… If I hide out in the back of a hot ass box truck, convince a dude who looks like he does nothing but deep condition his beard and moisturize to jump out of a moving truck, and find a conveniently located box of guns… If all of that happens and you are the person at the end of my hero’s quest, you are going to die. No questions asked. Let’s assume I asked and answered those questions while I was walking to Hilltop (minus the time I spent wooing Enid). Or while I was in the truck. So why, why, why did Carl have a gun pointed at Negan and not kill him?

In what world is that a reasonable turn of events? Carl shot his own mother and he can’t shoot this motherfucker? [looks longingly at the door] Okay, so Carl inexplicably doesn’t shoot Negan, but does manage to kill two of his men (because he’s a killer who is unafraid to kill) and then Negan inexplicably doesn’t kill Carl. You know, Negan, the guy who beat Abraham to death, the guy who killed Glenn because Daryl was was overcome with grief, the guy who took a hot iron to Dwight’s face. Sure, I guess that’s totally reasonable. The rest of the episode was Carl’s first day as a intern at the Savior Sadness factory. He shadowed Negan as he maimed, ma…