What is going on with the Philadelphia City Paper’s I Love You, I Hate You? I still peruse these reader-submitted rants over cereal, but the section ain’t what it used to be. I’ve said that before, but this time I really, really mean it. Admittedly, I am biased towards the former Love/Hate editor, who ensured that all entries adhered to the word limit, threw in some recurring characters just for fun, and issued the “duck you fuckboats” proclamation every spring. I miss his work.
Also, why aren’t the Love/Hates online? Say it’s a temporary glitch, City Paper! Now I have to go to the basement, dig through the recycle bin and TYPE some very important entries that everyone should see. A few weeks ago, someone wrote the following:
To the fugly sluts who come downtown and skank up Old City-get back to Bustleton, ladies! You’re not wanted, all you do is make nice places nasty with your tight knock-off Guess “outfits” and heinous hairdos. Yes, hairdos, only Northeast skanks “do” their hair and wear “outfits.” Stupid girls, you think you’ll come to Philly and find a man? You think you’re Philly but you’re really just embarrassing.
Last week’s paper printed a response:
Listen up hipster: the Northeast is a part of Philly. It’s the part that pays our taxes and gas bills on time. I’m sorry if you’re all broken up about Northeasters entering into the sacred preserve of Center City residents, but I’m afraid you’ll have to get over yourself. We live here too, and have been making this city work since back when your skinny ass wouldn’t have been caught dead in Northern Liberties or Manyunk. So if any of us are included to drink an overpriced beer in a trendy neighborhood, then we’ll do so. You might find us “embarrassing,” but it’s your snobbery that is the true embarrassment to our shared city.
The responder makes some good points. Snobbery towards our fellow Philadelphians is silly and counterproductive and only distracts us from the real threat across the bridge.