New York City Mayor Zohran Mamdani on the subway on his way to City Hall on Friday.Eduardo Munoz Alvarez/The Associated Press
Sharan Kaur is a principal at Navigator and the former deputy chief of staff to former finance minister Bill Morneau.
At the stroke of midnight, in a decommissioned subway station beneath the streets of Manhattan, the old world finally flickered out. Standing under the vaulted Guastavino arches of the abandoned City Hall stop, Zohran Mamdani took his oath of office on a Quran.
Mr. Mamdani’s election victory was a cinematic heist of the political status quo. A 34-year-old, South Asian Muslim, self-proclaimed socialist won the keys to the world’s financial capital. If you had described this scene to a political consultant 20 years ago, they would have called it a fever dream. Today, in our era of political surrealism, it is simply Friday.
We live in a world where the traditional “type” has been obliterated. On one end of the bridge, you have a reality-TV real estate mogul turned President who governs via social media outburst; on the other, a young Muslim socialist leading a city that Wall Street long considered its private fiefdom. The guardrails haven’t just moved – they’ve been dismantled.
The usual pundits are already retreating into their bunkers, calling Mr. Mamdani’s victory a “socialist takeover” and a death knell for the private sector. This view is as lazy as it is predictable. To suggest that being a progressive makes one an enemy of business is to ignore the basic physics of urban survival. A city cannot function if the people who power its offices, hospitals, and kitchens are priced out of existence.
Zohran Mamdani became mayor of New York City just after midnight Thursday, taking the oath of office at an historic, decommissioned subway station in Manhattan.
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Mr. Mamdani’s platform – rent freezes and transit expansion – is less a radical manifesto and more a stabilization plan for a city on the brink of cardiac arrest. When a local entrepreneur is crushed by a global real estate conglomerate, the city’s engine stalls. Mr. Mamdani isn’t attacking the economy; he’s trying to ensure there is an economy left for anyone under the age of 50.
For decades, a single generation has held the “pen” in American politics. This cohort enjoyed an economic reality – cheap housing, stable pensions, affordable tuition – that they proceeded to legislatively pull up behind them. They drafted laws that left people with soaring debt and a housing crisis, then expressed shock when the youth grew restless.
This election wasn’t just a change in administration; it was a generational reckoning. Young voters didn’t show up for abstract social theories. They showed up because they are tired of watching the people who caused the wreckage manage the reconstruction. Mr. Mamdani represents the moment the generation living through the fallout finally grabbed the instruments of power. They are done asking for permission to fix what the old guard broke.
But make no mistake: Mr. Mamdani is a creature of the new political grit. Politics is, and has always been, a blood sport. He has been a fierce, unapologetic critic of Donald Trump for years. Yet, in a twist that defines our bizarre age, power recognizes power.
During their postelection meeting, Mr. Trump – the ultimate connoisseur of the “central casting” aesthetic – was reportedly enamoured by Mr. Mamdani’s “star power.” It was a surreal moment of validation. It proved that in the 2020s, authenticity and “it factor” matter more than ideological alignment. Mr. Mamdani’s New York grit commands a strange respect even from his most powerful enemies. He possesses a political gravity that forces the old establishment to blink.
In a city where the boardroom usually dictates the terms to the classroom, Mr. Mamdani’s presence in City Hall is a seismic shift. He is a symbol for millions who have felt like secondary characters in the story of their own lives. He is proof that the levers of power are no longer reserved for the legacy elite or the donor class.
The script has been burned. The “rules” of what is possible in a Western democracy have been rewritten by the very people the old system ignored. What happens when the most diverse generation in history finally wins?
New York is about to find out. And the rest of the world would be wise to watch the feed.