When a cure is found to ward off influenza, future generations will no longer be able to understand us. Influenza, while it lasts, is one of the most incurable of organic disorders. Having influenza is to know many things which, if not known, would never need to be known. It is to experience a useless catastrophe, a catastrophe without tragedy. It is a cowardly lament which only another person suffering from influenza can understand. How will future generations ever be able to understand that for us, having influenza was a human condition? We are flu-stricken creatures who will be subjected to censure or ridicule by future generations.