A publishing house emails you offering fat royalties for a novel about conquering the world in a new way, with no military force and without firing a shot, without launching a missile, nor airstriking any world leader.
|Distracting ... Won't we all be like this if it goes on much longer?|
|Distracting ... We shouldn't click, but this home imprisonment boredom demands it. We do, and the laugh is on us.|
|Distracting ... All the eating and no exercise is certainly food for thought. A smile is never far away when you have friends, even at times like these. These are three of the grin-promoters that arrived today.|
Until this year, you’d be forgiven for scratching your head as you wondered how a story like that could unfurl, and what the editors had been drinking over lunch.
If it’s 2018, where would you begin?
Perhaps we’ll despatch a few 007s with test tubes brimming over with a mysterious superbug.
Perhaps it’ll be the larvae of the most dangerous type of mosquito mated with fleas, or cockroaches, or wasps.
Our agents will be instructed to find the water reservoirs in each country, climb over the security fences, and lace each city’s supply with the deadly mix.
The editors ask for some statistics.
How quickly could the whole world, except the imaginative victors, of course, be zapped?
As always, Google’s there to help. First, how many countries are there in the world?
World atlas reports that there are 195.
Of them, 193 are members of the United Nations.
Two - the Holy See and the State of Palestine - are observer states.
Well, how many really big cities are there? Archdaily reports that 20 of the world's largest cities are home to almost half a billion people, ‘a number only set to rise as urban centres become taller, more expansive, and more dense.’
Ho ho! Not with our virus.
For our story outline we should know how many of us are available to be zapped by our skeeterRoach bug.
... nowadays the miracle is just about here, or seemingly not so far off. To date, there have been 1,555,019 Coronavirus cases. A lucky 345,834 recovered, but 91,830 died.
The publishing editors are demanding fellows. They don’t go for the comparative slowness of our world zapping. ‘Couldn’t it happen faster?’
‘Not without a miracle,’ we reply.
However, nowadays the miracle is just about here, or seemingly not so far off.
To date, reports worldometers there have been 1,555,019 Coronavirus cases. A lucky 345,834 recovered, but 91,830 died.
Had these statistics belonged to a sci-fi tale just last year, the author might have struggled to find a publisher.
However, worldometers’ numbers seemingly are correct. So who in our real-life story will the conquerors turn out to be?
Is it possible that we might know before long?
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