A week ago, the The Sun back page column with the above title went viral nationwide. I’m only just beginning to understand the enormity of the spread of Ebola virus in this country. It’s even much more worrying as it has spread to the Southeast which is my region. A part of the article said that
…it would be unfair for the Good Lord to allow the Ebola Virus Disease to berth in our country. How can God let Ebola into the country when our doctors are on strike? In a country where maternal death is still a major challenge? Where malaria has continued to kill us the same way it did to Mungo Park and his people nearly two centuries ago? How can God allow Ebola to enter a country where, by culture, we do not disclose the cause of deaths beyond the usual “after a brief illness”? A country where relatives of the dead regularly call up editors to rain curses on them for reporting that their dead died of cancer (despite that the report was correct)? You’d almost think cancer was some abominable disease.
Since the doctors aren’t available to offer advice, here are my simple preventive measures.
Good bye to shaking hands.
Goodbye to hugging.
And definitely No Kissing.
Like they said, “the fear of Ebola is the beginning of longevity”.
We’ll probably all die anyway but may it not be of Ebola.