It's now a cliche of bio-terrorism bellringers that "this stuff scares me silly," with scientists, pols and first responders now comically repeating the code. A technological artist on Long Island has set up in his studio a collection of the most deadly germs known on earth, in a small glass display, with labels and descriptions of what they are and can do: dosages, kill ratios, distribution methods, sources of specimens and food supplies, URLs for bio-terrorists. He invites art connoisseurs to visit. They walk around the room looking for the show, see little except typical suburban living room furniture, then spy the glass tank, approach, read, freeze, then begin to tremble. Some scream, some faint, some vomit in horror, claw clothing, stampede for the exit. The artist tries to reassure them it's only a carefully constructed simulation. None believe him. They shiver outside in the yard and whimper accusations of terrorism, which, he confesses, is the truth of bio-terrorism, to scare sane people silly.