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Saturday, June 20, 2009

Jaw on the Floor here, boss

You want to talk about Two Americas? Here's one side of it.

Luis Illades, an owner of the Urban Rustic Market and Cafe on North 12th Street, said he had seen a steady number of applicants, in their late 20s, who had never held paid jobs: They were interns at a modeling agency, for example, or worked at a college radio station. In some cases, applicants have stormed out of the market after hearing the job requirements.

“They say, ‘You want me to work eight hours?’ ” Mr. Illades said. “There is a bubble bursting.”

Famed for its concentration of heavily subsidized 20-something residents — also nicknamed trust-funders or trustafarians — Williamsburg is showing signs of trouble. Parents whose money helped fuel one of the city’s most radical gentrifications in recent years have stopped buying their children new luxury condos, subsidizing rents and providing cash to spend at Bedford Avenue’s boutiques and coffee houses.

I think stories like this support my theory of why Liberals exist. They are people who never have to deal with the consequences of their own actions. When you're protected from yourself, well then, anything is possible!

And if you've never had to actually earn a dollar a day in your life, then you don't know/understand/grok the value of a dollar.

Anyways, go read. And I agree with Ms. Catalano:

You know what? The parents deserve these kids. They deserve to have the spoiled results of their parenting ideals living with them. Because no one else deserves them. These parents have raised a generation of children who will never know the value of money, who will have no work ethic, and whose sense of entitlement will earn them the scorn of every hard-working peer they run into. While these kids spend their week nights — and their parents’ money — drinking Pabst Blue Ribbon at some obscure club watching a band you’ll never hear of and feeling smug about it, adults their age work and study because there are no handouts or jobs waiting for them in the family business.

Time for the school of hard knocks to kick in.

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