We don’t need cold virus, but cold virus needs us

We don’t need cold virus, but cold virus needs us

Droplets produced by a sneeze • CDC Public Health Image Library (Public Domain)

Originally published 4 November 1991

AH-CHOO!!!

Excuse me. I had meant to write about some­thing pro­found this morn­ing, the ori­gin of the uni­verse, per­haps, or the evo­lu­tion of con­scious­ness. But, you see, I have this…

AH-CHOO!!!

…this cold. My body has been hijacked by a virus. I don’t feel like writ­ing about any­thing. All I seem to be able to do is…

AH-CHOO!!!

…sneeze.

I know why I’m sneez­ing. It’s those virus­es. Mul­ti­ply­ing like crazy in my nose. They have irri­tant pro­teins on their sur­face that trig­ger my sneezes. It’s part of their plan. They have rav­aged my res­pi­ra­to­ry sys­tem in their repro­duc­tive fren­zy, and now they are ready to find anoth­er vic­tim, more inno­cent cells to com­man­deer. So they irri­tate my nose. Ah-ah-AH……CHOO!!! An explo­sion. Ten thou­sand glob­ules of mois­ture, expelled at up to 100 miles per hour. Each glob­ule packed with virus­es. Ordi­nary com­mon cold virus­es. Afloat in the air.

To drift into some­one else’s nose.

Where­upon they are passed along on a film of mucus by a tiny wav­ing hairs, called cil­ia, to the back of the throat, where, as like­ly as not, they are washed down to the gut and digest­ed. End of sto­ry. But occa­sion­al­ly a virus binds to a cell in the nasal pas­sages. And that’s when the trou­ble begins.

A copying machine

The virus pen­e­trates the cell. Inside, it unzips its coat (a shell of pro­teins) reveal­ing a bun­dle of naked genes. These pirate genes take over the cel­l’s repro­duc­tive machin­ery and start mak­ing copies of them­selves. Lots and lots of copies. A few days lat­er the symp­toms appear. The sore throat. The run­ny nose. The sneezing.

Cats don’t get colds. Dog’s don’t get colds. Canaries and hip­popota­mus­es don’t get colds. Just humans and chim­panzees. We alone are the tar­gets of these mis­chie­vous invaders. They are legion; at least 200 dif­fer­ent kinds of virus­es can cause a cold. The bewil­der­ing vari­ety makes it hard for our bod­ies to muster defens­es. And for sci­en­tists to pro­vide a vaccine.

In spite of their dif­fer­ences, most cold-caus­ing virus­es are part of a fam­i­ly called rhi­novirus­es. Snips of genes in a pro­tein coat. The coat is put togeth­er like a Buck­min­ster Fuller dome. Six­ty iden­ti­cal equi­lat­er­al tri­an­gles, arranged in groups of five to make an almost-sphere, a per­fect icosa­he­dron. At the cen­ter of each group is a bump sur­round­ed by a deep cir­cu­lar canyon, like a cas­tle with a moat. Twelve cas­tles and 12 moats on the sur­face of each virus. The cas­tles dif­fer from virus to virus. The moats are pret­ty much the same.

The bumps and canyons seem to be the key to the rhi­novirus­es’ suc­cess. By the time our body has learned to rec­og­nize one virus by its bumps, and pre­pare anti­bod­ies that will attack and destroy the virus, along comes anoth­er virus with dif­fer­ent bumps. The com­mon cold virus is mas­ter of a hun­dred disguises.

Clever, those viruses

But rhi­novirus­es must have some­thing in com­mon if they can all attach them­selves to the same cells in our noses. What they seem to have in com­mon is a bind­ing mech­a­nism hid­den at the base of the deep and nar­row moats, safe­ly out of reach of anti­bod­ies that are too fat to squeeze in.

Dev­il­ish­ly clever.

[Before the 1980s] we knew very lit­tle about the virus­es that cause the com­mon cold. Now, due to bril­liant work by sci­en­tists such as Michael Ross­mann of Pur­due Uni­ver­si­ty and Richard Colon­no of Mer­ck Sharp & Dohme Research Lab­o­ra­to­ries, we know their struc­ture, almost atom by atom. A cure for the com­mon cold may not be in sight, but drugs that pre­vent infec­tion appear to be pos­si­ble. Such drugs might pre­vent a virus from bind­ing to cells in the nose, or from unzip­ping its coat once it is inside a cell.

Sci­en­tists can be dev­il­ish­ly clever too.

Clever enough to fig­ure out the struc­ture of some­thing that is much too small to see. Ten thou­sand rhi­novirus­es can line up on the head of a pin, and a sim­ple icosa­he­dral shape with bumps and canyons is all they need to ren­der my body com­plete­ly miserable.

Who would have guessed that the cause of such mis­chief is a thing of such sim­ple elegance.

The com­mon cold virus has reduced life to its essence: genes mak­ing copies of them­selves. They eschew the usu­al appa­ra­tus of repro­duc­tion. No flow­ers or bright plumage or paired sex­es. No war­bling or chirp­ing or whis­per­ing sweet noth­ings. Just oppor­tunis­tic genes in a pro­tein coat. The coat pro­tects the genes and binds the virus to a cell in the human nose. The invad­ed cell pro­vides what the virus needs to reproduce.

A cold virus alone on a desert island could nev­er make copies of itself. Two cold virus­es alone on a desert island could nev­er make copies of them­selves. They need me…

AH-CHOO!!!

…and you.

They need a nose.

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