The heroes and heroines of the current pandemic are the front line medical workers and first responders who are, very properly, cheered, applauded and sung to by people trapped in their New York apartments. Also, the clergymen who try to offer comfort to those who are in some sense dying alone even if we all in some final sense die alone. The platitudes of clergy take on meaning because those clergy seem to be truly anguished. These are some of the memories we will take with us from the experience of the pandemic; they will last long after the pandemic is over. That is part of the cultural residue or, maybe more simply put, just the culture of the pandemic, along with emptied out Times Square and St. Peter’s Square and also a pathetic President jousting with his health care advisors, as well as with the press and some state Governors.