MAY DAY! MAY DAY! MAY DAY!
American culture is in distress.
It's been captured by the aristocrats, the Spirit of 1776 reversed.
The latest manifestation of this is the cover story by privileged brat ex-Philadelphian Jessica Pressler about the hyper-privileged brats of the TV show, "Gossip Girl" (based on the book series) in the April 28 issue of the magazine which celebrates New York hyper-wealth, New York. (Note all the plastic surgery ads throughout the mag-- a good clue to its audience.)
The loathsome article itself is at
What does it mean?
It means the overpriced island of exclusivity has further disconnected itself from the nation. They chatter through their bistros, their million-dollar lofts, their chi-chi parties, as their island slips farther into the Atlantic. They're in love with all things European anyway. We best see them off at the dock.
A horn sounds. Streamers and confetti everyplace. The gangplank rises, the rich and the insulated all aboard. The snobby island of fools and fops begins sailing into the deep blue.
"Yummy hors d'ouevres!" is the last distant sound heard from them.
(See more May Day posts at www.happyamericaliterature.blogspot.com)