If you felt a familiar tickle in the back of your brain this week — that vague sense that someone, somewhere, was once again being told to be afraid of an acronym — your instincts were not deceiving you. The Centers for Disease Control announced Thursday that 41 people in the United States are being monitored for possible exposure to hantavirus, an illness that, until this month, most Americans had encountered only in a footnote about deer mice in a national park gift shop.
The number of confirmed cases in the United States is zero. The number of people the CDC says are at any meaningful risk in the general public is, by their own admission, also essentially zero. And yet here we are, watching the machinery of dread crank back to life like an old generator someone forgot to mothball after 2020.
Call it Pandemic Panic Theater 2.0. The first run was a global blockbuster. The sequel is being workshopped in real time, and the producers are clearly hoping you forgot how the last one ended.
Don’t fall for this horse shit again, unless you’re a stupid democrat, if that’s the case you can go ahead and mask up.
It makes it easier to identify them so that they can be avoided.