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New Yorker ‘Journalist’ Attacks Christianity And Chick-fil-A

The New Yorker is finally tackling the real issues that affect their city – such as the infiltration of Chick-fil-A.

Yes – they really used the term “infiltration.” “When the first Chick-fil-A opened, in 2015, Mayor de Blasio proposed a boycott. Now, the city seems to have accepted the chain’s brand of deep-fried Christian traditionalism,” writes alleged-journalist Dan Piepenbring.

I’m not sure what “deep-fried Christian traditionalism” is, nor are the indicators that Chick-fil-A is “God’s chicken store” all too apparent when one enters the store. There are bible verses on the cups, but it’s hardly “in your face” in most locations.

Much of the Left’s disdain for the establishment had to do with a same-sex marriage controversy back in 2012, when COO Dan Cathy expressed opposition to same-sex marriage. It was also revealed that Chick-fil-A’s charitable arm had donated to various political causes, some of which were hostile to same-sex marriage.

Chick-fil-A ended those donations even though most of their customer base backed them (culminating in “Chick-fil-A appreciation day,” which led to their largest single day of sales), which is a reminder that nothing will ever truly satisfy the Left. According to this train-wreck of an essay in the New Yorker:

This emphasis on community [at Chick-fil-A] 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.

It’s impossible to overstate the role of the Cows—in official communiqués, they always take a capital “C”—that are displayed in framed portraits throughout the Fulton Street location. If the restaurant is a megachurch, the Cows are its ultimate evangelists.

At another point in the essay, the writer hysterically laments Chick-fil-A’s “guerrilla insurgency,” which he likens to “carpet bombing.”

Yes, this man is completely insane.

Luckily, most people, Left, Right, and Center, are not.

In response to all the criticism, Piepenbring said he’d be reading the negative comments while eating Wendy’s.

There’s just one problem with that….

It must’ve been a slow news day at the New Yorker. Someone could write a parody of their piece on Chick-fil-A simply by reprinting it.

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