The development of this BioNTech/Pfizer COVID-19 vaccine is instructive from so many angles
By Bakri Musa
In his “sermon” on a recent Friday, South Valley Islamic Center Imam Ilyas Anwar recalled with restrained wistfulness his first on-line Friday noon talk more than 40 weeks earlier. He was careful not to label that a sermon as there was no traditional “Iqama salah” (the call to prayers) uttered afterwards to signal the start of the congregational prayer.
This disruption of our usual Friday routine was but a tiny blip compared to the overall global chaos triggered by the COVID-19 virus. This tiny and elemental life form continues to humble the world. Even America with its humongous defense budget was no match.
At the end of 2020 as I stood in line with my co-workers to get the first of our two-dose BioNTech/Pfizer Covid-19 vaccine, I was struck by one thought. As medical professionals we are aware of the importance of vaccines. However, what I saw in the facial reactions and body language of my coworkers that morning reflected something much more. It was as if we were being dispensed a much-needed ray of hope to what had been a horrendous past many months.
It also brought back memories of my Malaysian childhood days back in the 1950s when I too was among the first to be given the polio vaccine at school. There were no cards or digital records then to show that we had been vaccinated. Instead, we were slapped with a wide adhesive tape across our chest with the stern warning not to remove it, much like ranchers tag their cattle, minus the instruction.
The relief on my parents’ face when I came home that day remains etched in my memory. My mother ran to hug me while uttering her not-so-silent prayers of gratitude. Being school teachers, they saw first-hand the devastations the polio virus had brought upon the young.
Unlike writers and artists who are effective and emotive in expressing their inner feelings, we physicians are drilled not to show ours. The best that I could muster after receiving my COVID-19 shot was to thank the nurse and uttered the usual complimentary remarks, “I didn’t feel a thing!” That elicited a grateful sweet smile from her.
In truth I was the one most grateful. My gratitude goes to the husband-and-wife team of Ugur Sahin and Ozlem Tureci. They had worked diligently for years with their novel approach in developing this vaccine. As an aside, they were focused earlier on treating cancer using this technique.
My gratitude also goes to their parents who were Turkish immigrants to Germany. Unlike refugees who had no choice, legal emigration is a volitional act, with many conflicting motives and emotions brought into play. I do not know the circumstances that made the parents leave their native Turkey, but mankind is the beneficiary of their earlier decisions.
The development of this BioNTech/Pfizer COVID-19 vaccine is instructive from so many angles. It displays the might and creativity of capitalism, and the private sector generally, in providing the needed massive infusion of funds and the subsequent efficient supply chain needed to distribute it. Granted, much of the earlier basic research was funded publicly.
The other principal player is Albert Bourla, Greek-born and educated veterinarian head of Pfizer. The Greeks and Turks are societal equivalent of the Hatfields and McCoys. Yet they were able to overcome that heavy tribal baggage to work for the benefit of mankind.
Early in the pandemic, SVIC’s Imam Ilyas called the members of the board of our local masjid to consider closing it temporarily. I recall his plea: he would have to bear the burden should anyone in our congregation were to become ill as a consequence of our gathering. The next day we closed our masjid. Two days later, the state of California issued its edict banning mass gatherings, including houses of worship.
Words cannot adequately express our congregation’s gratitude to the foresight and wisdom of our Imam. We were spared the “fear God more than the virus” pontifications. In the end, that is the functional definition of an Imam or any religious leader: to lead the flock along the straight path and away from harm.
As we move forward in progress in combating the coronavirus crisis in 2021, I pray that the ray of hope that shined on the day I received my Covid-19 vaccine shot blooms into its promised full brightness. At the same time let’s not forget the humbling lesson of 2020 . . . that the tiniest life form could halt human civilization.
Bakri Musa is a general surgery specialist in Gilroy and a former board member of South Valley Islamic Community.