When a dog barks at the moon, then it is religion; but when he barks at strangers, it is patriotism!
In Manhattan, and its true on some level till this day; its a whole different mentality from the Bronx, Brooklyn and Queens, which I didn't know at the time - because you basically just know your neighborhood.
There is always a heavy demand for fresh mediocrity. In every generation the least cultivated taste has the largest appetite.