Them’s fighting words.
No argument there.
So, you fear success 
Look at my location. Chicago couldn’t be, we are. 
Don’t delude yourself…I can’t remember the last time I talked about NYC. It just doesn’t come up anywhere near as much as you may think.
(OK, other than my anti-NY rant in the baseball postseason thread…)
There’s a two page thread in the Pit about New York at this very moment, so I think the evidence is clearly on my side.
I don’t like deep dish except for maybe twice a year. Thin crust all the way, baby.
No. You see, you are using your toughasnails NYC instinct to find a need to wave the NYC flag when there isn’t one based on the question asked.
In real life it would go
“What do you do for a living?”
“I’m a busboy”
If the person asking the question WANTED to know WHERE he worked he would ask “Oh yeah? Where at?”
“Oh, at Great China Buffet” This would be an appropriate place to inject NYC, though still not required and not requested by the asker.
If they didn’t add NYC then the asker could decide if he gives a shit what city this person buses tables in and could ask “Where is that? I’ve never heard of it”
“New York City”
Now, if they (the busboy, cop, computer tech, crossing guard, paperboy etc…) are from NYC the auto response to the first question would be “I’m a busboy at Great China Buffet in Brooklyn Noo Yolk City”)
And don’t play stupid and start throwing around strawmen here. You KNOW that he’s saying he’s an NYPD cop because he wants the world to know he’s from Noo Yolk baby.
Oh my Gawd! He is proud of being one of New York’s Finest. The Horror!
You know that Officer should be locked up for the Crime of Pride!
What the Hell is your problem?
Why is this so evil?
How shallow are you that you find something bad in a public servant taking pride in his job?
Jim
Being proud of being a cop is fine. Who fucking cares if he’s from NYC? He’s no better than any other cop out there.
Your missing the bigger picture here. The cop thing was just the spark that set me off on this thing. This is not even CLOSE to limited to cops. It’s EVERYBODY you numbskull. EVERY FUCKING PERSON from NYC (well most anyway) MUST tell you that they are from NYC in the first 3 sentences of your first (and maybe only) conversation with them.
No where else in the country contains that many people with that compulsion.
Are you in contact with a lot of people that spout off that they’re from NYC every three seconds? You get a lot of that in Utah?
Don’t think it was maybe the show that told him to say he was a a NYPD policeman?
I’d be glad to oblige, but we’re too busy fending off San Francisco attitude down here.
In a more serious vein, daily life in NYC is so different from 99.0% of the rest of the country that I think it does bear mentioning when someone is from there. The fact that half the people don’t own cars…even more in Manhattan…certainly demonstrates this. I also read recently that the city still has a vibrant array of daily newspapers, and that this is because people have more time to read…standing or sitting in the subways instead attending to a goddamned steering wheel during the daily schlep home. More time to read!! That makes me more envious than anything you could name.
I’m really starting to hate driving myself and would consider buying a licensplate frame that says “I’d rather be doing almost ANYTHING else!!”.
No, I’m not. A building in the downtown of a city was destroyed. Many people lost their lives. Survivors have to deal with anything fom the emotional loss to physical injuries. A city had to rebuild an area of its downtown. It was an act of terrorism. Just because it was a smaller building, in a smaller city, and not NYC, doesn’t make the losses any less tragic. Try thinking before answering next time, asshole.
Zebra, you’re a true New Yorker. Your post kicked ass.
Oh for fuck’s sake, no one said it was ‘less tragic’, you putz. Try not to change your argument in a sorry-ass, holier-than-thou attempt to set city against city. In your earlier post, you complained about the financial aid being given to the NYC-area’s victims/survivors/businesses, wondering why they received more than those from the Oklahoma City attack. You weren’t bemoaning the human loss, you bitched about the money.
So why did more money flowed to NY? The WTC attacks affected more people in more ways (putting them in financial, physical and emotional jeopardy), than the Oklahoma City bombing. This isn’t a value judgment on the lives horrifically lost in the earlier terrorist attack, it’s a simple mathematical reality. I have no idea how anyone could possibly argue this point. Thousands of businesses in the vicinity of the WTC were shut down due to the destruction, debris, and stench, not to mention security issues. Thousands of people’s apartments were rendered uninhabitable. Tens of thousands of people suffered injuries and trauma that made them unable to work for significant periods of time.
Of course federal assistance should have gone to the survivors of the OKC bombing. But how much of an asshole do you have to be to begrudge NYC for receiving the money it was in so desperate need of? Jesus.
I grew up and worked in NYC until very recently and here are a few observations.
NYC attracts very talented people from all over the world and they usually end up being very disappointed in themselves. Wherever they came from, they were the brightest kids in town or the prettiest girl in town or the toughest guy in town. they all come to NYC and all of a sudden they are dead fucking average. The prettiest girl and most handsome boys in their hometown now wait tables hoping to break into modeling or acting. The brightest kid in their hometown are relegated to drudge work assigned to them by the real stars. The best musicians from their town are playing on the streets for tips hoping to get discovered. The most artistic kids from all over the country end up starving artists. The smart kids end up marrying those good looking waiters and lead lives of quiet desperation. The musicians and artists end up getting regular day jobs as teachers and bartenders. What you end up with is a lot of frustrated people with frustrated dreams of greatness and an overdeveloped sense of entitlement. That’s why so many people in NYC are assholes, they’re mostly imports. And they almost uniformly consider themselves New Yorkers even if they have never left the island of Manhattan.
The city is dirty and it smells like urine. The pet dogs there eat better and in many cases dress better than most American kids. The city is so crowded that you actually get traffic jams on the sidewalk. The disparity in wealth and income is atrocious and you can literally walk out your door to see a homeless heroin addict throwing up on a BMW. Rents are so high that if you make $100,000/year and want to live in the city, you can’t afford much more than a shoebox sized studio.
NYC is hardly in its novelty. Sure you can get anything you want at any time of day but you can get that in Hong Kong or Tokyo or London or Paris or any of a handful of other cities around the world.
I could go on and on but with all that said, NYC is the greatest city in the greatest nation on earth. If the United States is the Roman Empire, NYC is Rome. It is one of the most diverse cities in the world, it is a center of finance, fashion, journalism, art, music, you name it.
I don’t get this at all. What in the world do you mean?
In my 50+ years on this planet, I have noticed a few generalities about people from certain areas of the country. It seems to me that there are three places that seem to inspire a regional pride that goes a little farther than the typical “hometown” pride. Those would be Texas, California and New York City. I know NYC is not a state, but it has enough people and infrastructure to be one all by itself.
Quite a few people from these areas do tend to be proud of their home region and are often outwardly expressive of it. Californians tend to think of themselves as different from the rest of the country, and I think most non-Californians would agree that it is almost like another country. Texans feel this way and so do the people of NYC. It isn’t so much a feeling of superiority as it is a state of mind.
Now, I have never been to California or NYC, and though I would like to visit there someday, I know I would not care to live there, no more than I would expect a New Yorker to be happy here in central Texas. I find no offence when people from these other places brag a bit about their home or have a little attitude about it. Everywhere you go in this country there is local history and community to have pride in. Some people may get a little carried away with it, but I try and take that with a grain of salt.
The other night me and a buddy were watching TV and a guy on a game show was asked to tell everyone a little about himself. The first thing he said was that he was a New York firefighter. This got a round of applause from the audience, but I suspect that he would have gotten it anyway if he had been from Little Rock or Boise. People are more aware of firefighters and the job they do after 9/11, and I think that is a good thing.
Because he was a young man, my buddy says, “He probably wasn’t even a firefighter when 9/11 happened. Why does everybody think they automatically have to applaud?”
I thought, what difference does it make. There are lots of firefighters in NYC that were in town or on the job on 9/11 that didn’t have anything to do with the actual event at the twin towers. Do they deserve any less respect? Are they trying to hog the glory of the FDNY that was there and served or died that day? Hell, no! They are just showing pride in what they do and what organization they are part of.
That’s why I don’t take easy offense at people from NYC when they have to make sure you know where they are from. A lot of people would rather be a part of NYC than anyplace else in the world,and, quite frankly, don’t think too highly of people from somewhere else. Well, there are a lot of Texans who feel the same about their little part of our state.
If I had been in the audience when the young man told eveyone, with pride, that he was a New York firefighter, I would gladly have joined in the applause. Partly because I think a firefighter is a tough job and that young man may die performing it, but mostly because I think a lot of the job the New York city public servants did that terrible day. I know that there are assholes no matter where you go, and I’m sure that NYC has their share, but overall, I think NYC handled the tragedy well and should be proud of what they did.
What’s not to get? It’s math, not not rocket science. NoClueBoy seemed to think it’s unfair that WTC survivors received more money than OKC bombing survivors. I think he’s nuts to imply some kind of competition between tragedy sufferers, as if the victims in NYC received more money because NYCers think they’re “better” than everyone else. There was millions more in damage done on 9/11, it’s that simple. (Well, that and the government wanting to avoid lawsuits.)
In any event, it was a bizarre and poor taste hijack on NCB’s part. (I didn’t even get into his “NYC accountant” jab, which really rang some warning bells. Or it would’ve if I were the paranoid sort.)
Yeah, but I only use dat to make that fancy pants Manhattanites quake in their 500 dollar shoes.
A classic hot dog, no doubt. I’ll still take my Chicago dogs. Besides, we’ve got Hot Doug’s, a fast food joint specializing in nothing but sausages. Over a dozen different types of sausages, including classic hot dogs, hand dipped corn dogs, Polishes, etc., as well as off-the-wall combos like Antelope Sausage with Sage Mustard and Blue Cheese and Cherry Ostrich Sausage with Cherry-Blackberry Cream Sauce and Vodka Currant Cheese. It sounds frou-frou, but the place is anything put. I’ve never seen a guy have so much fun with encased meats as Doug does.
God, no shit. And I say that as someone born and raised in California, although I now call Chicago home. Actual conversation I once had with my mom:
Me: When are you coming to visit me?
Mom: I don’t know. Why don’t you visit us?
Me: Cause I *always * visit you. I want to show you around Chicago!
Mom: But if you visited us, you’d be in California.
Oh my god! I’d be in California! HOW EXCITING! There’s nothing more awesome than being in the boring suburban town I lived in for twelve years! CAUSE IT’S IN CALIFORNIA! Never mind that I live in a giant city with world class museums, architechture and cuisine, it could never beat being in California! Sheesh.
And now I’ve been accused of being tiresome about how great Chicago is. (Cause it IS. Chicago is AWESOME. But I’m a vegetarian, so I can’t say anything on the topic of who has the best hot dogs.) Whatever, everyone who loves where they live will occasionally come across as annoying. (Although I do think New Yorkers do it more often…I remember some thread about what city was the most diverse, as if that were a quantifyable statistic, where someone said that New York was the only city the world couldn’t live without. Give me a fucking break.)
Ah, I had forgotten California. Yep, they are far worse, IMO, than the NYCers–I’ll call a draw between them and Texans.
I dated a guy from California for a bit (we were both in college, NOT in CA). He came to Chicago. He said, in all seriousness: “well, you’ve got the lake and the beaches, but no mountains, so I couldn’t live here.” 1. No-one was asking him to live here; 2. we have mountains of a sort in WI nearby and 3. well, never mind, let’s just say we didn’t last long after that.
I have never understood the Mecca cult of CA. It’s not the answer to anything-funny how the country is bookended in cities where talented young people end us as wait staff.
I can’t explain Texas. But at least I don’t get "you should move here"from the ones I meet.
stanger -it is harmless in its way. It only bugs me when another position is not allowed. If someone brags on Texas and I brag on IL, but am told that IL isn’t TX and can’t compare-well, that makes me pissed and not likely to look on TX favorably.
I think I just grew sick of the over-representation of NYC in the movies, especially old movies (made before the '70s or so). Every crime drama…every musical…every madcap romance: NYC. Every WWII unit consisted of maybe a farmboy from Iowa, a Texas cowboy and a tough guy from Brooklyn.