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Yeah its not so bad until you are the one who gets it. It starts out like a cold, seems fine. Gets better and better until....From one second to the next you notice breathing getting harder and harder as your eyes widen with shock and your lips start praying to the only god you know for just one more life saving breath.
“The only god I know” is
the god of Bitcoin. He cares about consensus validation, not about breathing; I am on my own with that one. I do not pray, and do not need to.
Keep your psychologically perverse fear-porn fetish to yourself. It is disturbing how much you evidently relish spinning a graphically gory horror-story from the real-life suffering of others, in a futile attempt to scare someone who, albeit not immune to the virus, is immune to your memetic contagion.