Hell's Kitchen...

Cockoholic points to Fagat post where they write: But we must object to the inclusion of Hell's Kitchen. Sure, some bargain-hunting gays live there, and yes, Therapy is nearby. But if HK is the future of gay life in the city, we may just move to South Second, WI. We're no experts, but this is a neighborhood best known for its cramped sublets with fake walls, framed posters, second-hand futons, fake plants, and mismatching Ikea furniture. From what we can tell, the gays that live there are a bunch of double-denim-wearing, TKTS-stub-clutching, DEP-gel-using, Instinct-subscribing, chin-pube-sporting, RENT-soundtrack-(still)-singing, triple-finger-snapping members of Dolphin Fitness. Who couldn´t even get their shit together to live in the East Village. snap! snap! snap!

I read this finger-snapping tirade with amusement - "bargain-hunting" gays, spoken with a disdain of someone who imagines that Therapy is a redeeming institution.

meh.

As I start to explore the world of gay sociability in New York - I'm struck by how the general cliquishness of the city also permeates the gay scene. It's easy enough to see why someone would bother starting up a gay variants meetup group... paradoxically an outsiders clique...

Also the social permeability of gay dancefloors and bars I've encountered in other cities just don't seem to exist here! All interactions in most clubs here seem to be structured by race and looks in pretty egregious ways. Man - all the gays who were ostracized in their po-dunk towns really internalize all that crap - which then manifests itself in general bitchiness once they migrate to the big city.

Which brings me back to the topic of the ipod listening, American Apparel wearing, faux-hawk sporting, wide bracelet wearing, equinox gym-going, cooler than thou hipster types that populate the oh so ridiculously expensive area formerly known as alphabet city - get over your arrogant bitchy self!