NYCs department stores are a thing of the past not even the rich can afford them

Department stores in NYC — once the center of every famous rump waddling with every rich wallet — gone.Shut.

Closed.Bye buy, ta-ta.Remember? Barneys, Lord & Taylor, Gimbels, S.

Klein’s, Ohrbach’s, De Pinna, Russeks, Henri Bendel, Franklin Simon, Loehmann’s, JCPenney, Abraham & Straus, Takashimaya, Saks Fifth — teetering.Bergdorf’s, Macy’s — tottering.

Others — twittering.To do alterations, your nearest seamstress now is in Cleveland.Even for a second tier of bar mitzvah invitees it’s sneakers, T-shirts, jeans.

Cocktail clothes gone to the dogs.Even the rich-rich are into consignment shops.Secondhand, slightly used — all fine.

I gave my Yorkie a never ever worn Pauline Trigère sweater.Loaded with lace and paillettes.

He turned away to play with a spitty rubber ball.NYC is having a bad slide.I’m never saying or even thinking fellow Americans, like America Ferrera, Alyssa Milano, Angelina Jolie, Shailene Woodley, Susan Sarandon, are wrong.

Just saying I somehow don’t think it’s what Thomas Jefferson, George Washington, Benjamin Franklin, John Hancock, John Adams had in mind when they stood in their britches and proclaimed this heretofore GodBlessUs United States of America.What’s happening? Kennedy Center closing.White House under remake.

New York mayor’s a socialist.Grammys celebrating something called Bad Bunny, which is a stretch from Sinatra, Crosby, Tormé, “God Bless America’s” Kate Smith.America’s marching.

Protesting.Setting fires.

Bare nipples, public peeks at a star’s behind cracks have replaced patriotism.Ads for medicines, pills, lawyers have replaced entertainment.Citizens robbed, knifed, shot, killed, abducted.

They’re poor, hungry, can’t do nurseless hospitals — and a California dude with Brilliantine in his hair is scratching to be president.Subscribe to our daily Post Opinion newsletter! Please provide a valid email.

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