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The Yee-Haws we see in Dawn of the Dead, where the local hunters and good time boys essentially join a militia.

And I’ve got to admit? I think being able to shoot something human shaped without fear of causing actual harm (to the target or their loved ones) might actually be oddly cathartic.

The persistence hunter is something I think is fundamental to what makes Zombies actually kind of terrifying, for the reasons you said. I mean, it’s believed Humans and Neanderthals just pursued mega fauna to the point of the prey’s exhaustion, making dispatching the beast relatively straight forward, it not still entirely risk free. Ref Life of Brian, where having been lead a merry chase around the arena, the armoured gladiator dies from a heart attack.

So to have that happen to us? No thank you. Your best bet is to find somewhere to hide the Zombies can’t access (for instance, up a ladder into the loft) and hope they go away before too long. Which is where young children are going to potentially be a real drag. Up into the loft, out of sight and stay as quiet as I can.

Ideally I’d take the ladder up after me - but it’s not that far of a drop if that’s not going to be practical. Not in my house anyway.

I just watched the 1978 Dawn of the Dead with my son. Remembering the scene with the hillbillies/national guard: at their temporary little rest stop they had it looked like they were having a good time.

Now, obviously I'd rather have that than a crowd that's panicking and crapping themselves. But even in those short few scenes I cringed. A couple times zombies almost snagged people that didn't have their head on a swivel. There were injured people being treated, so either they managed to shoot each other or one got bitten and they don't know he's going to turn. A fair few of them are getting gak-faced drunk. Recipe for disaster right there.