4) When I arrived home, I called my older sister Jasmine. I figured that as a political science major, she was the perfect person to talk to about my situation. Because Jasmine goes to school in another state, she will be voting by absentee ballot in the upcoming primaries. Though a registered Democrat, Jasmine was a fount of political knowledge. She explained that there were even more political parties than the ones listed on the voter registration form. We talked for a long time about party platforms and the candidates vying for their parties’ nominations. While I appreciated the assistance, I hung up the phone and was still undecided about my party.

She took up a scalpel and slit the monkey's abdomen, making a slow and gentle cut, keeping the blade well away from her gloved fingers. the spleen was puffed up and tough, leathery, like a globe of smoked salami. she did not see any bloody lesions inside this monkey. she had expected that the monkey's interior would be a lake of blood, but no, this monkey looked all right, it had not bled into itself. if the animal had died of ebola, this was not a clear case. she opened up the intestine. there was no blood inside it. the gut looked okay. then she examined the stomach. there she found a ring of bleeding spots at the junction between the stomach and the small intestine. this could be a sign of ebola, but it was not a clear sign. it could also be a sign of simian fever, not ebola. therefore, she could not confirm the presence of ebola virus in this animal based on a visual inspection of the internal organs during necropsy.