Chinese Corona Virus Fiction—
Or is it?
The group had assembled in the usual manner, but not for the usual reason.
Chairman Mein, was just recently anointed as Thrice Illustrious and Most Puissant Chairman of that which the West refers to as “Politburo.” It was Chairman Mein who had called for this emergency meeting, and said:
“Orange man very bad! We had to agree to this, but we cannot allow it to remain. There must be something that can be done to destroy their economy. So I tasked our top general with devising a plan with complete deniability. General Tso, please brief us on your finding.”
“Confucius once wisely said, that the best way to get away with a crime was to make sure that no one ever found out that a crime was even committed.”
The Chairman’s brother Lo, quietly thought to himself: “I thought it was Tom Clancy who said that.”
Tso went on: “So we cannot use anything that would be obvious as an attack. I have closely looked at what is available to us. We cannot use any usual means of attack, because it would easily be spotted as such. And any unusual means of attack would likely be ineffective, or it would already be part of our usual arsenal.”
“So what I propose, is the use of a usual means of attack but in a highly unusual manner…”
Chairman Chow, as he was often affectionately called, interrupted Tso: “Please get to the point. Orange man very bad!”
“Of course Mr. Chairman. I visited our special facility at Wuhan. There is good news and bad news. One biological agent they have been working on; was devised in a manner that it would be impossible to tell that it was engineered. The problem is that it is not particularly lethal.”
“Another agent is quite lethal, but almost any competent virologist would easily see that it was engineered. But given enough time, they tell me…”
“We have no time. Orange man very bad!” Mein shouted.
“Is it death or disruption that we seek?” asked Lo.
“I was told that disruption of their economy is what we need, not the mass death of their people,” Tso replied.
Mei Fun, the longest living member of the Committee, expressed his concerns: “I have been observing the Americans longer than anyone here. I do not believe that we could in the long run succeed with any attack that kills them too quickly. And personally, I do not want to takeover vacant real estate.”
“Then I must propose that we utilize the more benign virus that is not detectable. What concerns me is how we are to deploy this virus,” Tso added.
Kung Pao, their top public health minister then stated: “Let me worry about that. I have a plan in mind that is foolproof.”
“Tell us Pao! Orange man very bad!” Mein shouted.
“Well, deployment of bio agents is always difficult. But I have devised a new and different way—if you are willing to pay for it.”
“The money would be nothing, compared to what it will cost us if we can no longer steal from the Americans. Orange man very bad!” Mein announced.
“Who said anything about money?” Pao asked.
“What then?” Lo inquired.
“Of course many Americans will die. Who cares?” Lo asked.
Pao leaned back in his chair, slowly looked up at the ceiling and said: “Not Americans—Chinese.”
Tso jumped up and shouted: “That is crazy! If the Americans know it was us and retaliate, the whole purpose is defeated.”
“They will not likely figure out we did this. That is not the problem,” said Pao.
“Then how will dropping this virus into their major cities kill Chinese? Their little ‘Chinatowns’ perhaps?” Tso asked.
“No,” said Pao. The Chinese will die here. Let me explain:”
“We have much of this virus at our Wuhan facility. Wuhan also has a live meat market. We will simply infect a collection of lab animals with the virus; and then sell them to this market; and at price they cannot refuse. The animal virus will infect humans; who will then infect other humans. We will do nothing until sufficient numbers of American tourists and businessmen are infected, and travel back to America. This will work well because of our celebration. Then we will shut down Wuhan with our military, and incinerate all of our dead.”
“And if the Americans find out about the Wuhan breakout?” Tso asked.
“We will act as surprised as they,” Pao answered. “We will offer them all the help we can, but we cannot risk accepting any help from without.”
“Pao, how many Chinese will die?” Mein then asked.
“That cannot be determined. If all eleven million in Wuhan die, we will still have over 1.4 billion people. And we have a drug used for malaria that may help, but this is to be kept top secret—especially from the Americans.
“What if the disease spreads deep into China?” Mein asked.
“Then we will simply lie, and blame it on them.” Pao answered.
“What do you believe the Americans will do?” Lo asked.
“They will shut down their entire country, as they have become cowards. They will beg us for help, as we control much of their pharmaceuticals; and medical equipment and protective gear manufacturing,” Mein said.
“Then the financial agreement will not matter any more; and maybe their political leadership will change this year,” said Tso.
“Orange man very bad!” replied Mein.
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