Of course Robert Malone has already arrived to explain that the outbreak, the WHO, the cruise ship quarantine, the Dutch containment transfer teams, and decades of hantavirus literature are all “theater.” One suspects that if Yellowstone erupted tomorrow, he’d explain magma was a Pfizer marketing strategy.
The awkward problem with this performance is that the Andes strain of hantavirus was documented to have limited human-to-human transmission long before COVID, long before mRNA vaccines, and long before Substack became a retirement village for men who confuse contrarianism with expertise.
Scientists are not alarmed, because now nine people are infected. They are paying attention because a virus with a 15–40% mortality rate is demonstrating behavior we already knew was possible, but hoped would remain limited. That is called epidemiology, not theater.
And unlike internet personalities, viruses do not care about branding. They mutate whether or not someone can monetize distrust from a beachside newsletter branded “Curativa Bay.”
The truly exhausting part of modern medicine is not the viruses. It is the cottage industry of men who mistake reflexive cynicism for intellect. Every outbreak becomes a screenplay in which they alone possess “the real truth,” while thousands of virologists, intensivists, epidemiologists, and public health workers are apparently extras in the conspiracy.
The Hantavirus Theater Continues: Fear Over Facts, and Why We Already Have Solutions
A Measured Look at What the Press Got Wrong (And What They Got Right, More or Less) By Robert W. Malone, MD, MS · Chief Medical Officer, Curativa Bay
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