People, seriously. Have you read this travel article in the Washington Post? Let me sum up. A writer is assigned an article on Baltimore. He begins by detailing his biases against the city, which he has cobbled together from The Wire, a Randy Newman song, an Onion headline, and his distaste for John Waters.
But then, as you’d expect, he travels here and realizes it’s not so bad, sort of. He appreciates the easy parking and how cheap everything is. The article ends like this: “I wouldn’t want to live there, but what a place to explore.” We’ll really miss him.
The best part might be the writer’s sojourn into Station North, where he finds “a self-conscious celebration of the intersection between grit and hip going on here — look how authentic we are, the neighborhood’s new arrivals seem to be saying.” What?! He even compares Bohemian Coffee House to “an indie film set.” Double What?!
He does like Woodberry Kitchen, whose food “transcends the city’s identity crisis.” But of course he can’t help but condescendingly diagnose us as he praises.
Whatever. It’ll get a lot of clicks, I’m sure.