You guys…
What in the fresh hell is wrong with these people?
Chick-fil-A’s arrival in New York City feels like an infiltration, in no small part because of its pervasive Christian traditionalism. https://t.co/wnhMrMBN6z
— The New Yorker (@NewYorker) April 13, 2018
OMGAAAAAWD THOSE EVIL CHRISTIANS WHO SAY “MY PLEASURE” AND PROVIDE EXCELLENT CUSTOMER SERVICE AND DELICIOUS CHICKEN ARE COMING!!!
HIDE YOUR KIDS.
According to the sourcelink:
I noticed that word—community—scattered everywhere in the Fulton Street restaurant. A shelf of children’s books bears a plaque testifying to “our love for this local community.” The tables are made of reclaimed wood, which creates, according to a Chick-fil-A press release, “an inviting space to build community.” A blackboard with the header “Our Community” displays a chalk drawing of the city skyline. Outside, you can glimpse an earlier iteration of that skyline on the building’s façade, which, with two tall, imperious rectangles jutting out, “gives a subtle impression of the Twin Towers.”
This emphasis on community, especially in the misguided nod to 9/11, suggests an ulterior motive. The restaurant’s corporate purpose still begins with the words “to glorify God,” and that proselytism thrums below the surface of the Fulton Street restaurant, which has the ersatz homespun ambiance of a megachurch. David Farmer, Chick-fil-A’s vice-president of restaurant experience, told BuzzFeed that he strives for a “pit crew efficiency, but where you feel like you just got hugged in the process.” That contradiction, industrial but claustral, is at the heart of the new restaurant—and of Chick-fil-A’s entire brand. Nowhere is this clearer than in the Cows.
THE COWS. OH DEAR LORD, NOT THE COWS.
The writer of this dribble goes on and on about cows, and morals, and Christianity, and finishes off with this pathetic climax:
Defenders of Chick-fil-A point out that the company donates thousands of pounds of food to New York Common Pantry, and that its expansion creates jobs. The more fatalistic will add that hypocrisy is baked, or fried, into every consumer experience—that unbridled corporate power makes it impossible to bring your wallet in line with your morals. Still, there’s something especially distasteful about Chick-fil-A, which has sought to portray itself as better than other fast food: cleaner, gentler, and more ethical, with its poultry slightly healthier than the mystery meat of burgers. Its politics, its décor, and its commercial-evangelical messaging are inflected with this suburban piety. A representative of the Richards Group once told Adweek, “People root for the low-status character, and the Cows are low status. They’re the underdog.” That may have been true in 1995, when Chick-fil-A was a lowly mall brand struggling to find its footing against the burger juggernauts. Today, the Cows’ “guerrilla insurgency” is more of a carpet bombing. New Yorkers are under no obligation to repeat what they say. Enough, we can tell them. NO MOR.
MY ROLLING EYES JUST LITERALLY POPPED OUT OF MY SKULL.
I AM BLIND FOREVER.
This article is a load of crap. Just eat the food and enjoy or don’t eat the food. Your choice!
— Trish C the Dish (@TrishCtheDish) April 13, 2018
Nope. would rather virtue signal about it. Thanks!
Are you people for real?
— Matt Threlfall (@RiponPreacher) April 13, 2018
Yup. They are.
I hate when my city is infiltrated and subverted by the unpatriotic scourge of chicken restaurants pic.twitter.com/omhQtp8u2U
— Everything I Hate is a Terrorist Organization (@notwokieleaks) April 13, 2018
CHRISTIAN chicken. Don’t you forget it.
Is there anything funnier than the people who feel perpetually threatened by a Chick-fil-A? pic.twitter.com/kBbtkAamZI
— T. Becket Adams (@BecketAdams) April 13, 2018
Funny… Scary… tomato/toMAHto.
So um… is this person going to write about all the Halal food establishments INFILTERING NYC?
Or is the terror inspired by religiously-run restaurants reserved for Christian establishments?