I like to think it all started with the poor peasant janitor at the Wuhan lab barely getting by day to day.
He’s heading down to the incinerator with a bag full of covid riddled dead bats. Why do I need to burn such good delicious meat he asks himself.
Later that day he pockets the equivalent of 5 cents he’s just made from selling the diseased bat carcasses at the local open air meat market on his way home.
“Why didn’t I think of this sooner” he happily thinks to himself between hacking coughs.
I like to think it all started with the poor peasant janitor at the Wuhan lab barely getting by day to day.
He’s heading down to the incinerator with a bag full of covid riddled dead bats. Why do I need to burn such good delicious meat he asks himself.
Later that day he pockets the equivalent of 5 cents he’s just made from selling the diseased bat carcasses at the local open air meat market on his way home.
“Why didn’t I think of this sooner” he happily thinks to himself between hacking coughs.