The Wu Tang Coriolisvirus

While I have more canned food in the house than I'm likely to consume in any given month and occasionally buy some silver because the little ingots and coins look pretty, I'm not anything like what you'd call a "prepper".

This is good because it saves me having to troop into the basement, batten down the hatches, and check the batteries on my ham radio every time someone goes toes-up with an odd disease in Lesotho or Guangdong.

According to the latest reports from the CDC & co. (.pdf alert), thirty-eight of my fellow Hoosiers have gone toes-up from the regular ol' flu so far in the 2019-2020 season. I guess if panic over the Hunan Collapsivirus gets people to use the damned hand sanitizer wipes on the cart handles in Meijer after blowing their snotty noses, I'll take it as a win.
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