SHIELD goes through all the trouble of creating a painstakingly detailed mock-up of an authentic 1940’s recovery room, complete with furnishings and old-timey electronics, and the only thing out the window is a flat screen with a still of circa 1945 New York on it. Never mind the lack of depth: it’s not even a panorama. Just glance out the window from the wrong angle and you’ll catch a glimpse of cold, modern facility.
Yet it’s the wrong baseball game that tips Steve off.
That “cure” everyone is talking about? It isn’t a cure. It’s a drug that hadn’t even been tested on humans before we gave it to those two Americans (who were white, yes, but were also in a missionary group trying to improve the lives of African children it’s not like they were fucking tourists or something). They could have both fucking died on the spot. The only reason they even gave this unfinished, untested drug to them is because the mortality rate for ebola is like 90% anyway so they thought why the fuck not.
Now let’s have a little thought experiment for you dipshits who seriously don’t understand the situation. Imagine we gave this “cure” to every single person in Nigeria, Guinea, Sierra Leone, and Liberia (yeah, it’s pretty fucking ignorant to just call them all “Africans”) infected with ebola (getting around the fact that it would be just about impossible to diagnose and treat every single one of them in time)… and they all died anyway. The “cure” didn’t work.
You same fuckwads would lose your shitover that. “AMERICAN DRUG KILLS AFRICANS”, you would say. It would be all over Tumblr: “WHY DIDN’T THEY TEST THIS MORE BEFORE GIVING IT OUT OMG” and “USING AFRICANS AS TEST RATS FOR EBOLA DRUG SO WHITE PEOPLE DONT HAVE TO #RACISM”.
You can’t really be so ignorant that you seriously think it would be a good idea to ship crates of this hitherto-unknown, untested drug to West Africa and just hope for the best.