New Virus. And here comes Doña Pupitas, second cousin dimensionally thrice removed of Doña Alegrí­a, the Flying Hyper-Snake from Tindalos Parva, to introduce the latest mutation of one of those virus that so puzzle everybody, particularly those scientists that go ’round pontification about microorganisms although they really know and/or understand shit about them. This new chappie is even vainer than the last one. There you have it: size doesn’t matter when it comes to either deadliness or conceit. Stay groovy and mind the incoming storm.