"It has been nearly two decades since New Yorkers faced their last doorman strike, but as the deadline for a new contract for building workers approached, the questions being posed throughout the city remained largely unchanged on Sunday.
Who will safeguard my apartment as I sleep? Greet my children when they come home from school? Accept deliveries? Clean the hallways? Sort the mail? Operate the elevator? And who, for goodness sake, will let the cleaning lady in?"
New York Times
My guess is that the average New Yorker doesn't have a doorman. I'm going to guess a bit further and state that it is probably the upper class, you know, the politicians, attorneys and media figures, the movers and shakers, that have doormen; and need to have their children greeted, their mail sorted, their doors opened for them and who just can't be expected to operate an elevator.
This life of privilege and ease is the reason why the political and media class and the normal American will never see eye to eye. People with doormen just don't live an average life and they can't possibly understand what it means to open their own door, pick up their own mail, swing a hammer every day or to have to buy fuel for their commute. They are isolated and insulated from real life, just as the ruling class in France was right before the Revolution.
Let them eat cake!
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