Listened to a short Jack London novel called The Scarlet Plague today. It was set about 50 years from now, 60 years after a plague wiped out civilization. It may have been the scariest of all the pandemic novels I've picked up this year, because when the virus hits, the yahoos know they're going to die, so they plan on taking out everyone else they can and destroy everything they can. It's too close to the mask-less attitude for comfort.