Mars

"What are you looking at, bud?" "Mars," was Daniel's answer. "Mars is inhospitable to any virus," he shared, pointing up at the planet's general direction. "No particle or drop would survive ... and there's nothing to spread it to, so ... no quarantine up there." Daniel's dad nodded, sighed, and placed a hand on his son's shoulder. "Lots of silicon, though," Daniel continued, "and it would truly suck to be caught in a storm of silicon shards; you'd be torn apart." "Uh ... ," Daniel's dad started. "We have it pretty good down here, all things considered," Daniel finished (with a broad grin).