The Northside and the Westside are very much rivals.
The Northsiders never go to the bars on Chicago and North Avenue.
Not because we’re snobs.
But because we don’t do coke.
Westsiders think we ain’t cool and wish they lived in New York or California depending on if they are coke-heads or just struggling artists.
Seriously? Just move there already. We’ll pitch in for the plane tix.
And it’s sad so many non-coke-doers go to those bars.
Because we Northsiders would love to be your friends.
And we would love to hang out at those bars.
They all blow our music selection out of Lake Michigan.
BUT! We are also too proud to stand in line for the sake of making the bars look cool.
We are t-shirt wearers.
We are cover charge avoiders.
And there is no way in God’s Green Earth we are going to be so far away from the Lake, which because it is elemental in nature, is our anchor of normalcy.
Here we might have to put up with Cubbie fans, but we have late-night hole-in-the-walls.
Seriously? What the fuck is it about the west side that ONLY allows for pretentious diners and no burger joints? You whores already wasted your money on coke. Why do you want an $8 crepe and not a $3 double cheeseburger?
Fuck that.
Life goes on without the West.
And should there ever be a nuclear/zombie holocaust, you bitches will come running for our fresh water supply.
Emphasis my own, but Barrett makes a declaration I can get behind. There are certainly some really great bars on the Near West and Northwest Side of Chicago but a certain level of pretension and insecurity goes along with them and that is something that I can only take in small doses.