The Hipster Grifter is in a particular ring of hell. And that hell has a name: Utah.
Last week, Kari Ferrell was charged with felony counts of identity fraud and passing bad checks in Salt Lake. So what, right? She did the crime, now she’s gotta do the time?
True dat. But the thing is, the Hipster Grifter’s hometown doesn’t get her. Nor, I imagine, does she get it, which maybe explains why she fled the state as soon as she
stole enough was able in order to seek refuge in Philly and Williamsburg with like-minded people, i.e. other people with giant tattoos, cool record collections, and a charming way with words.
When she was charged, the Salt Lake City Tribune reported:
“Kari Ferrell, who has been referred to by media outlets as the “Hipster Grifter,” was charged Thursday…“
“Who has been referred to by media outlets as the Hipster Grifter”? “Media outlets”? Did my dad write that sentence in-between grumpily grading exams? This is the kind of prose you lay on the girl who coined the term “mouth-handjobs” and dubbed herself “Korean Abdul-Jabbar”???
Sigh. Utah just don’t get you, Hipster Grifter. Once the legal dust has settled, go back to New York. You make sense there. You need it. And it needs you.
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