It was a cloudy day all the way along the Eastern Seaboard of the U.S. On the 22nd floor in a plush board room of one of the Pharma companies the following took place about two months ago.
"The Ebola outbreak fizzled out and the legislating of mandatory vaccines is taking a long time." The Director whined, swilling his second cup of coffee. He was a tall man with listless blue eyes.
"I don't want excuses. Dammit! I want results!" The Chairman of the Board exploded. "We've been paying millions for those ads for a long time and putting education plans in for the masses. I want more revenue now! We've made heavy investments here and we want to get along the road to the micro-chipping of humanity. How the hell will we be able to do that if we can't even get them dummed down with vaccines!" He pounded his fist on the table, sending the papers flying. Several underlings scurried to retrieve them.
What to do? The room fell silent. The ticking of the clock became the only sound. A few of the meeting contingent then started to shift in their chairs as the minutes became extended. The atmosphere teetered on the brink of hopelessness.
One of the younger execs who had come out of the media unit piped up at last. His now wrinkled white shirt was straying out of his pants and his tie was awry. "Why let's stage one, you know, an outbreak and 'suggest' that people get vaccinated. They'll believe that they should of course because they've been taught to. Once our foot in the door that way, we'll be on our way! The next time we stage one, it will be something deadlier and we can mandate it." He looked at the Chairman expectantly, like a small dog waiting for its owner to throw it a crumb of food. The Chairman did not look at him.
One of the older execs patted him on the shoulder. "We tried that. Measles, remember? Nothing!" He shook his head wearily.
"No. Not measles. It's not fatal. What about an exotic disease? Hep A or B? Something that most people won't be vaccinated for. People are always more afraid of what they don't know." The young exec persisted, gesticulating wildly as he made his point.
The Director peered at him, scratching his chin thoughtfully. "Son, you might just have something there. But where? Not where we tried before."
"What about Canada? B.C maybe.? We've got people there and they really don't have that vaccine available unless they've traveled. We could hit a school. Children don't get a vote in what happens to them and the parents will react before they think it through. Peer pressure from other parents will cause the objectors to fall in line." The young man persisted.
The Chairman of the Board looked over. He looked directly at the young man. Slowly by increments his scowl turned into a wide grin. His eyes danced with delight. "Son," The Chairman of the Board chuckled as he stood up. "You have a bright future with us." He turned to the Director. "Make it happen!"
To be continued.