I Pledge Allegiance...
Part One: PANdemIC

A year ago, the national media began reporting that a pandemic had broken out globally and was spreading faster than any other disease seen in the last two hundred years.

The illness was called the “Igana Flu”, so named after a small village in Nigeria where it was said to have first appeared in a young boy. The boy’s father traveled to the nearest large town of Ibadan seeking medical help for his child and during his trip unknowingly managed to spread the disease to dozens of others he had encountered. Upon returning to Igana with a doctor, the man found his son dead and his wife was showing early signs of the same disease.

The media reported that the disease had quickly spread from Ibadan to all corners of the world. Several cases were reported in Europe, Asia and, of course, Africa. Strangely, our country was hit hardest with thirteen thousand deaths within the first two months of it crossing our borders. We watched as the death toll grew larger and larger each day on the news. A tally marker was kept in the lower right hand corner of all networks’ broadcasts, twenty-four hours a day tracking how many deaths were occurring in the United States.

Panic began to stir within all communities but was quickly calmed when the government announced that it had promptly created a vaccine for the flu and that it would be mandatory to receive it in order to “protect our country’s livelihood”. People donning surgical masks lined up outside of their local medical offices to receive their vaccinations. Children who hadn’t been pulled from school by their mothers lined up for their vaccinations in their classrooms.

I didn’t get the vaccine. I had the strong feeling that the reason for the vaccine being mandatory was only to “protect the livelihood” of the pharmaceutical companies that had created it. I hid out in my apartment while everyone around me was running out to be injected with what they were told was going to save their lives, was going to protect them. But I hadn’t heard of anyone I knew that had gotten the Igana Flu. And when I had heard that my friend Lille in London hadn’t heard anything about it locally at all, I knew that something was off.  
 
It was uncovered four months later through much underground reporting that there had never actually been an “Igana Flu”. There was a more aggressive strain of walking pneumonia that had been floating around in schools that most people thought was the Igana Flu. But it was nothing near what had we had been told was a global pandemic, and no one had died of it.

So, why did the government want us all to be injected with a vaccine for a flu that didn’t actually exist? The answer would be realized not long after when the first “DAU” was arrested.

Millions of people unknowingly let the government inject their bloodstreams with a substance that would later allow them to be punished without having done anything wrong.