more fun with numbers
257, as in, not fatalities, but people who have caught the bug. the actual number of fatalities, best i can tell, is now at a grand total of eight. (that's seven mexicans in mexico, and one mexican in the us, if you're planning where not to vacation this summer while converting your backyard nuclear shelter into an influenza pandemic pied a terre).
257 folks down with the flu, and 8 in the morgue. that's the bogeyman.
as we've also mentioned in here the other day, the CDC has already confirmed 13,000 deaths from garden variety flu bugs endemic to the US that have nothing to do with this particular strain. (that's endemic, as opposed to pandemic or epidemic, in case you're having trouble finding your reading glasses). 13,000. thirteen THOUSAND. as in, even if you're already dead, but hoping to be able to cite "H1N1 Influenza A" in your obituary, you'd have had a better chance of hitting the daily number the day you checked out than you would having your name come around on the big influenza death wheel that i'm sure the grim reaper is spinning just for you, just for fun.
thirteen thousand dead people, and not one major news story about it--not even as an asterisk to the constant stream of electronic diarrhea about those unfortuate eight who won the 15 minutes of fame lottery via their obituaries and the coincidence of the viral strain being responsible.
people are funny.