Worse Kind of Yuppie Now Invading 'Burg
Now that the battle’s clearly been lost against the relatively inoffensive yuppies of the creative classes in Williamsburg (read: non-Wall Street types who still make enough dough, or have parents who make enough dough, to buy a new condo within walking distance of the Bedford L train), locals have something far worse to get their…
Now that the battle’s clearly been lost against the relatively inoffensive yuppies of the creative classes in Williamsburg (read: non-Wall Street types who still make enough dough, or have parents who make enough dough, to buy a new condo within walking distance of the Bedford L train), locals have something far worse to get their hackles up about: conspicuous banker frat boys who treat the North Side like an extension of the Lower East Side. Case in point was one local (hardly an old-timer, mind you: she’s live in the Burg since 2004) quoted in The Post this weekend: “I went to Walter Foods, and there was this long table of obvious Manhattanites who were partying with the wild abandon of people who know they won’t run into anyone they know. They were acting like they were in Cancun, doing tons of shots, screaming, falling asleep sitting up. Meanwhile, I’m trying to have a nice dinner with my mom. It was hideous.
There Goes the Neighborhood! [NY Post]
Photo by psi0nik
“Imagine what the Dutch would say about all of us.”
Silly crackers with rubber soled shoes.
I called myself a yuppie the other day to some guy that was doing work on my house. He was shocked and said, “I can’t believe your calling yourself that”
I didnt realize that it was a bad term.. I am a young urban professional. I don’t go to bars, I don’t puke, and I am not seeking out the hippest new restaurants. Unless Mitchell’s Fish and Chips becomes hip.
I always thought the term was more matter of fact. I didn’t realize that people used it as a thinly veiled racist term that means, Spoiled Cracker with a good job.
Anyway, looks like lots of people in Brooklyn are complaining and worried about so many different groups. Lots of free time on their hands.
I am living on the edge of Bed Stuy which used to be a heavy Italian Neighborhood which use to be a Dutch Neighborhood around 400 hundred years ago.. Imagine what the Dutch would say about all of us.
East New York, you said it.
Yuppies…just awful. This is what can happen when a neighborhood gentrifies.
Meanwhile, at the corner of Train and Wreck…
“What I have seen: public urination, unnecessary screaming, and lots of crying.”
Maybe this person had a kidney stone.
“you people who are claiming there are hordes of people throwing up on your street are being a bit hyperbolic. i mean yes i can totally picture this to be the case (i used to live on ludlow street) and every thursday, friday, and saturday night hoardes of drunken fratboyish and sorority types would infest the streets making it impossible for me to even walk my dog, yet i dont think i ever actually saw anyone throw up.”
Thank you, rob. The “throwing up on your stoop” thing gets tossed around so lazily, it’s unreal. I’ve only seen one instance of this in all my years in this city (on Ludlow St, incidentally). What I have seen: public urination, unnecessary screaming, and lots of crying.
“Think about that. You said “Bankers actually make the money they spend.” True – but what do they actually create? Derivatives that are designed for ‘heads-I-in-tails-you-lose’? Meanwhile you are decrying people who actually add value to our lives?”
BH, your comment is as funny as Heather’s… Frankly, if you don’t work in manufacturing (remember that), you can’t say that you’re ‘creating’ anything. A small minority of IB types can at least truthfully claim to raise capital for those that do, however.
benson, let’s try to keep this discussion above-board.