So, dude flies from Liberia to Texas with a few jillion viruses stowing away in his bloodstream, and the media freakout begins and everybody's running around...
Well, I mean, it's not a full-on freakout. The Today show has its priorities straight: They just segued from the Ebola story to something about George Clooney's wedding, hand to God. Before that they had Dr. Oz on, and I swear I thought he was going to tell me about herbal cures for hemorrhagic fevers.
...anyway, and everybody's running around repeating FEMA taglines to each other and burbling about preparedness and for heaven's sake, people! You people are the reason why nobody can buy ammunition for two months every time a Democrat gets elected!
You might note that the first three letters of "preparedness" are "PRE". You know, Latin for "before", "in front of", "ahead of". This is not a coincidence. The whole notion of preparedness is that when unexpected stuff happens, you have already taken steps to deal with it. It's the opposite of running to the store for bread and milk because the weatherman said it was going to snow; you don't need to do that, because you already have bread and milk. (Or if you're really a hardcore prepper, sacks of grain and a cow, I suppose.)