John Cleese Isn’t Dead (yet)

“Bring out your dead! (Bong) Bring out your dead!

From a simple actuarial data view, this ‘epidemic’, we’ll, just isn’t. I’m starting this post in the wee hours of April 5th. The BBC is reporting over thirty-five thousand deaths and six-hundred thousand sick (some are hospitalized).

On a planet of over eight billion people.

Let’s extrapolate; say one million people die by June 1st. And seven million are accurately diagnosed with the virus – but survive.

8,000,000,000 / 8,000,000 = 1,000

Sucky odds, but still workable. Separate the recovered: up to 1,143. As someone who has had bronchitis and a light progression into pneumonia last November, it isn’t something I wish on anybody (even folk I don’t like).

Recent reporting tossed out a rough estimate of a 1:20 chance of catching the coronavirus, with a 1:2000 of dying from it. That’s with the blocks that are instituted. Without, we’d have Spanish Flu II, featuring leadership of Disney animatronics, and a supporting casts of hundreds of millions.

But, I leave you with this thought: In the present, mostly secular society, what is the impact of your death? On a planet of over 8 billion, besides the simple family trauma, is there any impact?