So to put it bluntly, Fran Leibowitz is a ladder-climbing, pretentious snob, whose chip on her shoulder about her own lack of inherited wealth is somehow not at all tied to the stigma of her own upward mobility? I moved here without rich parents, without so much as a guarantor, without a job or a social network, and I'm just fine! I work, I party, I shop, I meet new unique people everyday, and with that said, I enjoy as much, if not more, of the authentically metropolitan aspects of the New York lifestyle as Fran Leibowitz herself. In fact, I would argue that I enjoy it MORE, because my perspective is not yet jaundiced by middle-age, or her apparent discomfort in leading such a jet-set lifestyle while residing in a city where so many people struggle to remain composed in their everyday life. In summation: New York does not belong to Fran Leibowitz and her old, rich pals, with their car service, UWS co-ops, $10K shopping trips to Barneys, and vacation mansions in the Hamptons. New York belongs to the young, the poor, the starving and desperate, and the success of NY-based industries depends upon the drive of these individuals as people who are strong enough to get here and to stay here against the odds. With this in mind, perhaps Fran Leibowitz maybe just doesn't belong here anymore?

10:52 PM on September 9