Well "NYah" to You, Too

Don't you love it when the New York Times deigns to cast its eye to one of its neighbors and writes a not-at-all condescending piece? Today, art critic Holland Cotter discovers that we have art here. Which is good, because our revered architectural symbols make him want to gag.

His opener:
When I look at the National Mall, I see a crazy phallic spike at one end, a mirage of whitewashed, movie-set domes at the other, and a stretch of shadeless, policeable grass and dirt in between.

Hmmm....maybe I shouldn't have said "gag."