HERD IMMUNITY
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CHAPTER ONE A Saturday in June 1999 Adam Gadan was at home now, a freshly minted microbiologist out of UCLA. Brilliant, handsome, and young, he had had no difficulties sailing out of college with his degree, magna cum laude. There was plenty of soul searching yet for this young man, and with college over he had all the time in the world for anything, plenty of time for his favorite pastimes. Today, he only had to mow the lawn and get the edging done. If he enjoyed this at all, it was hard to tell, but there was no denying that he did a great job manicuring the lawn, in the place owned by his parents that he had always called home. There were no close friends, boys or girls, coming to visit. Adam Gadan was not into bars and drinking. He was not a flashy dresser, and flamboyance was something not abhorred, 6 Chudi C. Nwawka M.D but an unnecessary pain in the rear, especially for someone of very modest means. He made up for his lack of passion for mingling and worldly exhibitionism by being creative. And creative he was. Neighbors and passersby were all enthralled by the ever-changing patterns imprinted on this lawn, every summer, for as long as they could remember. The patterns were never the same except for perhaps a few weeks, and almost as surely as the sun rose each morning, the lawn grid pattern changed. To baseball fans, what resulted from this weekly event would shame the manicurists at Yankee stadium. Perhaps Adam had a thing for variation, a need for constant change, to spice things up constantly. He was creative, and there was no time for a boring existence. The whine and purring of the lawn mower, same sound, week in, week out, was a necessary torture, a means to an end. He would shut the noise out with earphones and plugs, and endured it with a bright outlook while he mowed down his lawn. His reward: an impeccable lawn fit for the grandest estates anywhere. In the Pacific Northwest the famed forests and wilderness of Oregon were heaven for those who lived to enjoy the outdoors. Adam and his family lived in suburban Portland in a three-bedroom ranch house, the bungalow of old England. With its manicured lawns and surrounding woods, home to the Gadans was an oasis from the hustle and bustle of the city. Those for whom cerebral gymnastics held attraction could not ask for a better abode.
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HERD IMMUNITY ultimately is about betrayal of one's country by one of its own, turned terrorist, using tools you never thought were there.
Here, you will become inquisitive again and learn some more facts about the world we live in. After gleaning those facts, you will match those against the rhetoric being dished out by the United Nations[UN] and its orphan, the World Health Organization[WHO]. So, inquisitive again you remember an orphan is a child without parents: Leadership. The WHO is out there flailing with no one calling it back to order inspite of new and countervailing evidence. Your government, too, continues relying on UN's data, perhaps wittinly propagating the deception from the UN: Regardless that the UN has so perjured itself that its only redemption lie in a public repudiation of the feel-good falsehoods it has passed down for years, before dissolving itselt into obscurity. Not gonna happen! That, of course, will be like the perpetual drunk, who, having miraculously sobered up, went out and burnt down the local distillery, instead of his home.
Herd immunity is a fascinating medical concept about how a group or herd handles a challenge. HERD IMMUNITY, the novel , tells you all you need to know about the actual State of the World, biologically speaking. This is because if your birthday is 1973 or after, or you know or have a loved one of this generation, I am afraid I have to tell you to be afraid, very afraid. This is your must-read story. However, it is not all bad news, as the solution, literally and figuratively, is as cheap as a few dollars or your vote. You will spend either anyway you please BUT hopefully after an inquisitive window shopping right here through HERD IMMUNITY.
You will be glad you did. Have fun!
About the Author
In 1977, my first year at med school, the U.N. was still swirling champagne. “Variola was extinct,” they proclaimed. Many years have since gone by, but excellent memories remain of my microbiology teachers professing how the U.N. did it. It was about the HERD and the other small matter: IMMUNITY. “A f--k--g desirable thing, a very valuable thing,” as Blago might put it. It is the same thing you need to get from your district attorney if you must rat out your friends. It is the valuable commodity that you might get if a rabid Rottweiler bit you in the ass and you lived to see rabies again. Immunity is indeed an effing valuable thing.
I made it through med school which required more of reading and talking than essays. Looking back, it is striking how little writing I did as an adult. So, I did not believe I had it to write a story.
My apathy to writing changed with 9/11. The rumors about what will come next took me back to Microbiology 101. The verdict: The world has lost that groove it celebrated in 1977, in the face of evidence that the devil lives on.