My lab received a blood sample from a Belgian nun who had died in Zaire. She was diagnosed with yellow fever, but when we isolated the virus, it didn’t look like anything we knew. Under the electron microscope it looked like a worm.
He was wildly criticised for all these beautiful women who are just hanging out at the Kalakuta Republic. They were being denigrated as whores and never-do-wells. A lot of them were poor. They just wondered into his commune. He said, Well fine, I’ll make them respectable; I’ll marry all of them.