Right after COVID-19 struck the United States, prognosticators began sharing a dreary vision of America’s post-pandemic future. Employees will trade mass transit for their automobiles and desert cities for” the hinterlands,”proclaimed a factor to The Washington Post. Spectators will swap stadiums for man-cave bunkers and music lovers will watch concerts on their screens, predicted a writer for ZDNet. “ Coronavirus Could Make Us Cautious of Hugs,” a CNET heading warned, and may “ modification relationship forever,” The Wall Street Journal noticable. In June, newspaper article recommended that the pandemic will “forever” change livestock reveals, life insurance coverage, banking, the marijuana industry, the charm market, college dormitories, the NBA, and golf carts. An author for the Athens Voice in Greece stated that the appetite for safety will destroy individuality. “We will have lost our human character and the attributes of humankind,” he wrote. “We will live like amoeba.”Amoeba? Really? I have to state that I find these unending “how coronavirus will change us permanently” stories insulting. The presumption is that worry will guide our post-coronavirus lives, not for a couple of years, but permanently. The scaredy-pants prophesying in these stories ignores mankind’s historical durability– our plague-defying, atrocity-surviving, do not-mess-with-me grit. Humanity has actually sustained fires, dry spells, civil wars, world wars, earthquakes, terrorism, starvations, floods, killer bees, Honey Boo Boo, and near nuclear annihilation. We might be greedy, shortsighted, and violent, but we’re durable little animals too. So the idea that we’re predestined for a hug-free, homebound future seems, well, offensive.