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  • They’re saying it subtly, but they’re concerned that it’s going to mutate because there is a lot more exposure than they thought was happening.

    The Louisiana man became the first person in the U.S. to die with H5N1, while the Canadian teen is now in recovery. Both patients caught the D1.1 version of the virus, the one newly identified in cows.

    But we have seen more severe human illness with the D1.1. I do worry that the clinical presentation in [dairy] workers and other people exposed to the dairy cows or their products could be different and potentially more severe.

    We don’t know yet what kind of presentation we’re going to see in the cows. If [many copies of the D1.1 virus are] in the milk, then we could have those same splash exposures in the milking parlor [as seen with the B3.13 version].

    Also, the current administration is shutting all kinds of watchdogs down, who the fuck knows if we’ll catch a new pandemic before it hits hard.


















  • Whoa (lyrics from the article):

    ‘Lift Every Voice and Sing’ lyrics

    Lift every voice and sing, Till earth and heaven ring, Ring with the harmonies of Liberty; Let our rejoicing rise High as the list’ning skies, Let it resound loud as the rolling sea. Sing a song full of the faith that the dark past has taught us, Sing a song full of the hope that the present has brought us; Facing the rising sun of our new day begun, Let us march on till victory is won.

    Stony the road we trod, Bitter the chast’ning rod, Felt in the days when hope unborn had died; Yet with a steady beat, Have not our weary feet Come to the place for which our fathers sighed? We have come over a way that with tears has been watered. We have come, treading our path through the blood of the slaughtered, Out from the gloomy past, Till now we stand at last Where the white gleam of our bright star is cast.

    God of our weary years, God of our silent tears, Thou who hast brought us thus far on the way; Thou who hast by Thy might, Led us into the light, Keep us forever in the path, we pray. Lest our feet stray from the places, our God, where we met Thee, Lest our hearts, drunk with the wine of the world, we forget Thee; Shadowed beneath Thy hand, May we forever stand, True to our God, True to our native land.