Chad the Elder is ready to sign up after viewing The Real Housewives of New York City:
After fifteen minutes of watching these insufferable, pretentious, superficial, pampered gaggle of Gotham gals blather on about the meanings of “taste” and “class” (hint: people with real class don’t appear on reality TV shows), this mild-mannered Midwestern Catholic was ready to strap on an explosive vest and make the ultimate sacrifice to help bring down the Great Satan.
As I’ve written before, I really don’t think the average denizen of New York City understands how thoroughly sick a tremendous number of non-New Yorkers are of everything that has anything even remotely to do with New York City. And that was before the rapacious New York investment banks were extorting bailouts from American taxpayers. Give us money or the global economy gets it!