Death of New York by 13,000 Hipsters, Zoomers, and Yuppies, and a Few Jihadis
Forest Hills Stadium last Sunday night reeked of patchouli and entitlement, that sour cocktail of unwashed flannel and overpriced oat milk lattes sloshing around in the bellies of 13,000 self-proclaimed revolutionaries. These weren't the grizzled dockworkers of some dusty labor strike or the wide-eyed factory