We try not to let the New York Times ruin our weekend, but we'll inevitably run across some piece of inanity that leaves us weeping. This time, it was a Saturday article on the death of the Williamsburg scene that almost merited an emergency weekend update — but then we realized there was no reason to make our readers shit themselves on a Saturday. So we waited until today, of course.
Before you read this stunning exposition, some warnings: the piece involves the collapse of Williamsburg as determined by the exodus of a DJ-turned-wannabe-realtor whose loft, unfortunately, will not be rented by artists upon his departure. The words "hip" or "hipster" are used no less than 10 times. Also of significance: the article ends with the words, "we built this city on rock and roll." And the writer is so not joking.
Proceed with caution.
Out Of The Loft, Into Reality [NYT]