The Eldridge on the LES embodies everything about this stupid scene. A friend and I went to this super exclusive club because a band we like a lot was hosting an after-party there. We did not get in, even while a group of girls right before us did. I wasn't expecting to get into the place -- I had read the yelp reviews, after all -- but the whole experience made me feel pretty crappy. Inevitably I wondered, "why didn't I get in? were those girls prettier / skinnier / cooler than me and thus better than me in some way?" I know that these sorts of places thrive on playing on people's insecurities in precisely this way, but at the same time, I can't help but fall into the trap.
It all stems from the superiority that people feel when they get to be part of the elite. I was never popular in high school / middle school / ever, so I have always tried to be inclusive to everybody because I don't want somebody to feel the sense of rejection and inadequacy I did for so long. The owner of The Eldridge obviously doesn't feel the same.
Yes, I would have felt differently had we gotten into the place. Yes, it's hypocritical that I still want validation from these douches. But it makes sense- like I said, nobody wants to feel like they're rejected, particularly because the reason is something like "you don't look cute enough" or "you don't know [insert somewhat famous person here]."
So folks, if you want to see legal discrimination practiced in public practically every night, hang out at Eldridge and Stanton. Or you could grab a truffle mac & cheese from Spitzer's or a burger from Mikey's Burger nearby and actually have an enjoyable night on the LES.