Best reader comment ... ever

Thanks to raven for finding this gem on an AZCentral.com discussion. This really sums up what Scottsdale is all about and why it's one of the worst places to live in America, full of some of the worst people:

The majority of my childhood was in Europe, mostly Belgium with a little bit of England thrown in. I have lived in New York City, St. Louis, Montreal, Flagstaff and Phoenix (specifically, Mesa). In my nearly ten years here, I have worked for a long period of time in Phoenix, Scottsdale and Tempe on separate jobs.

Scottsdale is the lamest place I have ever been in my travels so far. Why?

First off, there are indeed TOO MANY people there who are unbelievably shallow and disconnected from reality. I can't tell you how many business lunches and dinners I've had to endure in all parts of Scottsdale wherein I had to endure the most hollow B.S. from the tables next to me. When I go to malls in Scottsdale, the people are more into their surface than anywhere else I've been. When I drive on the streets there, the local drivers are more rude and more dangerous than anywhere else I've driven. They drive like pretentious, greedy children. And yes, this is from someone who first learned how to drive in New York City.

I have also had the (dis)pleasure of doing business with a great deal of wealthy businessmen and women in Scottsdale, some of them quite prominent either regionally or nationally. I am sorry to report that the most degenerate business dealings I've been forced to experience were with Scottsdale business persons. Most significantly, they lied with incredible ease and expended almost embarrassing effort in trying not to pay their invoices. I routinely watched one of them, the CEO of a nationally recognized company, scream and berate their employees and myself in meetings, reducing some to tears on a regular basis. I also had another CEO of a company with a nationally-recognized brand go to such great lengths to avoid paying me that I had to threaten to call the police while at the company's offices on a collection call.

Scottsdale has a lot of fine human beings in it. It also has a truly disproportionate share of broken and meaningless existences, people who are so confused and unhappy with their lives that they see fit to express their self-hatred in shallow and malicious ways. I've spent many years explaining to fellow businessmen from out of town (after they ask me "what the hell is up with that guy from Scottsdale?!") that Scottsdale is heavily populated with what I call "New Yorkers who couldn't make it in NYC or any other real center of business and got drummed out of town." They come here with what little they have left (which looks like a lot to AZ bumpkins) and park it in Scottsdale to continue their pathetic horse-trading ways of business.

Such a horrible reputation has been EARNED by the hard toil of these losers. Scottsdale has a LONG way to go to transform itself into a decent community. I only thank to good Lord that my children are not going to school with theirs."

And a followup comment made in reply to Scottsdale boosters, by the same:

"To all... I'm hearing a lot of comments that those who are dissing Scottsdale are those who don't live there and are jealous because they can't afford it. In speaking for myself, this is NOT correct whatsoever. Many years ago, I was much more financially wealthy which afforded me to live among what one could describe as "old money" versus the "$30k mils," "nouveau riche," and horse-trader business people I speak of in Scottsdale.

I also wish to reiterate that it is NOT my opinion that everyone in Scottsdale is like I describe. I'm just saying that of all the places I've been, it has the highest proportion of such losers and con men. An excessively high proportion. It really brings the greater Phoenix business community down. I have half-baked guesses as to why, but will leave such conjecture to someone who has lived in Scottsdale for enough decades to attest more accurately to its transformation. Further, as for the club scene to which the article was really referring, that's just icing on the cake; a roiling morass of idiocy wherein club owners are the ones walking to the bank laughing every night.

Oh, and to ROCKSRULE... you say you can go out and not have to worry about being surrounded by illegal Mexicans and tweakers (in Scottsdale) much as you do in most parts of the valley. You are WRONG, my friend. You just can't "see" them because they illegals are in the backyards trimming trees and the tweakers are wearing elite-branded clothing and driving nice cars."

Comments

[steve lowen]

Interesting, Frank, that the people who champion the drivel you broadcast daily, are those unable to spell, structure a sentence, and understand the rules of grammar.
Further, while howling inane generalities, they use the words
god and lord a disportionate amount of time.
Can we assume that 'Franks asshole buddies' are unsophisticated
and uneducated?

[Frank Rumbauskas]

Steve, what are you saying? That you're one of those people I pay $8/hour to proofread and copyedit my books & articles before they go to press?

Steve is pissed off because he's one of those "New Yorkers who couldn't make it in NYC" who is mentioned in the post.

I also find it curious that Steve, who is supposedly so dismissive of this site, is always the first to comment. I imagine he sits there all day long refreshing the page, for lack of anything else to do where he lives in the middle of nowhere.

[steve lowen]

Actually, Frank you inane...oops, insane asshole I balance the account when friends alert me by Cell, text etc. when you are clearly writing at a time you are off your medications.
Thought you gave up on Scottsdale. Gee, we (I have residences in Manhattan and Scottsdale), enjoy reading your badly written shit. Shows the jealosy gene.

[Frank Rumbauskas]

Wow, Steve criticizes my writing yet he writes like he's completely drunk off his ass and can't even hit the keys properly!!!

[Dean Kennedy]

For the man formerly know as Mr. Hyphen, I proudly present today's lesson:
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Actually, Frank you inane...oops, insane asshole I balance the account when friends alert me by Cell (Note to Mr. Hyphen: should not be capitalized), text etc. when you are clearly writing at a time you are off your medications.
Thought you gave up on Scottsdale. Gee, we (I have residences in Manhattan and Scottsdale), enjoy reading your badly written shit. Shows the jealosy (Note to Mr. Hyphen: spelled "jealousy") gene.
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Also, Mr. Hyphen, the first sentence in your rant could reasonably be called a fragment. At a minimum, it is incomprehensible and makes no sense. To wit: "Actually, Frank you inane...oops, insane asshole I balance the account when friends alert me by Cell (sic), text etc. when you are clearly writing at a time you are off your medications." Perhaps I am simply incapable of understanding the schtick from the oh-so-witty and clever Mr. Hyphen. Remember, I do not live in Snottsdale.