Cholera

So, the internets version of this article lacks the breathtakingly tacky headline of the print version that I read over a girl's shoulder on the train this morning--Now in Brooklyn: The Nineteenth Century-- Earnest Vibe, Handcrafted Food, and Plenty of Facial Hair. It proves my theory that the New York Times, though still the Paper of Record in matters of business and politics and science and theater and so on, is blind and miserable in matters of trend. Being written up by these folks is the yuppie kiss of death. I like Brooklyn and beards and Olde New York and good restaurants, but now that the Times has invoked the "Now" and the "Vibe"--I'm feeling queasy and uncertain.