The first thing I have to say right off the bat: I grew up my entire life less than 30 miles from New York City. A five minute drive from my front door could take me to a spot on the highway where I could see the New York City skyline. I am also a current resident of New York City. Most of my friends and family live here and adore the place. I have an appreciation for the good parts of the city, and am having a blast living here.
But it has to be said: New York needs to get over itself. The most self-aggrandizing, holier-than-thou, self-righteous douchenozzles populate the streets around me, and this is never more apparent than when one of the sports teams wins a championship. Actually, it’s never more apparent than when the Yankees win, the most absurdly self-righteous organization and fanbase in all of professional sports. But it’s beyond the sports. It’s the mentality of the city’s inhabitants. It’s the city’s attitude. New Yorkers like to call it the city’s “swagger”, as a term of endearment. What it really is is an attitude of:
- I’m tougher than you
- You could never make it in my city
- My city is the greatest in the world at everything
- Wherever I go, it will never compare to New York, and you’re wasting your time even trying to change my mind