Last Thursday, we brought you the story of the world’s most tone deaf do-gooder. Casting themselves and gentrification by way of espresso as a force for good, our mystery blogger invited one and all to a pop-up espresso shop in Bed-Stuy. We couldn’t pass up the opportunity to speak to this coffee clown, so on Saturday, I rode down Patchen Avenue to where it meets up with Sumpter Street, not quite knowing what to expect.
What I found was an empty lot, next to a boarded up house and across the street from the projects. There was no evidence that any coffee shop had popped up, but there was also no gang of kids waiting to pounce on me. So, small blessings where you can take them.
Still, we have to stop and ask why. Why the fake, anger-inducing blog post? Just for a quick laugh? It was so much effort, with the map and the address picked out in a perfect area to scare the bejeezus out of potential gentrifiers. So we’re left asking the same thing we asked on Thursday: who are you, mystery blogger, and what’s your game?