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The Cootie War


This is beyond protocol, the robots are shut off, the inspectors are milling around, the bureaus are active.  Alert the commission, they'll want to know.  Minds are gone, off and away, in the clouds, unseen rationality of the outsiders.  The sense of the common folk.


The Cootie War has begun.  Variants are awaiting word, ready to take it to the vaxxes, the sneaky injectors, the poisoners, hysterical maniacs with everything to lose.  As many jabs as you can handle, unlimited.  Certified and stamped on papers.  Cooties are being hunted down, the few that get past the immunes are shot on site, sometimes twice, even three times.


General Johnson disagrees with General Johnson, Major Moderna don't care, he's flanking something, enlarging somewhere, and Rear Admiral Pfizer has a real problem with the Deltas, no way they'll stop the Alphas, the Alphas swim upstream, they go for the DNA Strands.  Nothing they can do then, they lose the DNA Strands, they lose it all.  So righteous in their stupidity, overconfident and smug.  The Vaxxes are bumbling to defeat, but they got money to burn, they'll try to drag it out, hope the variants just quit.  Hope they don't ambush again, hope they don't pounce.

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