The Rise of the Shaman Bro (and his eventual demise)

If you go to a sceney party these days in New York City, you will encounter guys – grown adult men - who dress like wizards.

They wear colorful capes and tunics and crystals. They are surrounded by beautiful women who pulsate about as a DJ pumps trance music set to a tribal African chant.

I realized the other day that this new breed of adult males was becoming a recently formed species in the anthology of American bro types.