Diary of a Swine Flu Victim or (Dead Man Walking)

Diary of a Swine Flu Victim or (Dead Man Walking)

Note: This obviously fictitious diary is not meant to trivialize those that have died from swine fu, (still much less than those that die from regular flu) nor is it meant to be taken seriously. If you are offended by this blatantly satirical portrayal of a fictitious person then you need to get a better sense of humor and/or a life. Thank you.

Day 1:

I turned on the news before bed as I normally do and was greeted with a shocking sight. Thousands of Mexicans were coughing and sneezing, some were even nauseous! It was something I had never seen before, I found myself asking who was responsible for this horrible sickness. The answer was soon to follow:

“We’re reporting live from Mexico where the most horrible pandemic of our time has tragically…..struck tragedy—swine flu.” The smile on the handsome reporter’s face turned grim, “Thousands will die because well, this is something new. Where did this start you ask? It all began on a small Mexican pig farm where one small pig caught the regular flu. It wasn’t long before that pig started sneezing and he sneezed on the farmer. The farmer then became infected with….swine flu! Just like regular flu you say? Well you’re wrong! Through a serious of events far too complex and scientific for me to explain or even understand, this flu just got way deadlier. Stay tuned to this channel for around the clock coverage of this—the Armageddon of our time.”

I turned off the TV and went to bed. No big deal, at least it was only in Mexico. It’ll never reach us; we have the safest borders in the world.