Tonawanda News — I’m tired of defending Western New York. There, I said it.
It’s exhausting, really. Every time some website somewhere wants to get a little bump in Internet traffic all they have to do is say something nasty about Buffalo and everyone around here goes into a self-righteous tizzy.
We sit there watching the news, staring the Channel 2 ticker warning us there’s going to be a story about “Buffalo insulted” or some such thing, waiting for Scott and MaryAlice to inform us of the most recent egregious slight to our hometown.
It seems like we’re almost gleeful that we can all get into a defensive lather on Facebook, Twitter and at the work water cooler, or wherever people actually gather these days when they’re not on Facebook or Twitter. Post the link with a status update: “Who the $!%*#!% does this guy think he is!?!” You and everybody else did.
Not me. I’m done.
Such was the case last week when some loser hockey writer from the Toronto Sun decided he’d taken one too many drives down the QEW from his big, worldly wonderland of a city to our little dump. He unloaded on Buffalo not because our sports teams suck (let’s face it, they do) but because he just doesn’t like Buffalo as a place that exists in the world.
Or at least so I infer from the social media barrage that followed his petty little rant. I honestly didn’t read the column. Don’t need to. I could write it myself if I wanted to.
I wish we didn’t have to fall into this trap every time someone says something derogatory about our little corner of the world.
Why are we all so darn sensitive?
The punch lines are obvious. Rust belt city gone bust. Young people can’t wait to leave. Nobody has a job. The buildings — what of them are still standing — are empty. Downtown Buffalo is a ghost town after 5 p.m. There’s nothing to do. It snows here. And how ‘bout that local sports team, huh? They sure stink! AmIRight!? Ha! Zing!