I have a team of immunologists, geneticists, virologists gathered here and for what? For Amanda to tell us that she doesn’t know anything yet. Great. People are asking questions about the Isle of Bute’s climate, how she knew it was a virus, how she spotted it so quickly. It’s a massive circle jerk. I decide to make use of this time and get through some e-mails. God knows how long later, everyone on-screen starts saying their good-byes and that’s that. “Back to work, team,” I say. What a fucking waste of time.
This person Lisa, head of the department of immunology at the University of Toronto? She’s a fucking bitch.
In contrast to the next person, Elizabeth…
