This is, by far, the lamest attempt at starting a trend in the history of trying to make your opinion into fact.
Especially because—as a supposed New Yorker—he bitches about the Angelika and feeling the A Train under your seat.
Guess what, jerk? It’s the F/VM/D/B that you feel. The A/C/E goes downtown and doesn’t cut across at all while in the Village/SoHo.
Also, he clearly never knew the joy of the Pioneer Theater.
edit: I forgot the V turned into the M. Whoops!