WARNING: There are major spoilers for all of The Walking Dead season 6 and the finale Last Day on Earth below.

Ok, Walking Dead, I’ve had just about enough of your bait-and-switch bullshit. Glenn’s dead! Oh, wait, no, he’s under a dumpster. Daryl’s been shot! Meh, it’s just🎀 a flesh wound, don’t sweat it. And then there’s last night’s finale, Last Day on Earth. Thematically speaking, the ending of last night’s Walking Dead episode was absolutely perfect. The entire finale dealt with the illusion of certainty, those haunting moments when you realize that your beliefs and reality at best only bear a passing resemblance to each other. In that respect, Last Day on Earth’s ending was a masterful statement. In all other respects, of course, it was complete and utter bullshit.

Ok, let’s back up a bit. Rick and pals have been feel☂ing a bit cock o’ the walk lately, having wiped out what they believed to be Negan’s entire crew. Their pantry full, their sentries placed, they think they have mastered this here apocalypse and they’ve got it all down on lock. Anyone steps up to tell ‘em different, Rick’ll just 'reason' with them, most probably by shooting them in the head. Rick is still certain that so long as they stick together, there isn’t any challenge they can’t overcome. And he is about to find out how very, very wrong he is.

Maggie’s medical situation has gotten worse, and Denise’s death has left Alexandria without a doctor. The plan is to take her to Hilltop, where there’s a proper doctor, so Rick loads up the RV and pretty much any character you care about that isn’t Carol or Morgan comes along for the ride. (She, by the way, is still having a wee bit of a breakdown. Morgan finds her and tries to persuade her to c👍ome back to Alexandria, but she’s not having it. She ends up shot, but some nice people on horses agree to take care of her. So that’s those two sorted.)