They nearly killed us in the sixties.

We were made Public Enemy Number One. Everyone was informed about our weaknesses. They shattered our homes and tried to run away from our vengeance.

A black hole in their tactic was our ally. They wandered in scientific debates, losing momentum for global actions.

We were slaughtered, but it made us flourish. We raced. What else could anyone expect? Our name is Malaria; survival is our nature. Darwin tried to warn them.