You might be an over-reactive parent if you’ve not only heard of Park Slope, Brooklyn, but you live there. (Before you object too strenuously object to this statement, not every parent who lives there has gone baby bonkers.)

To those who live elsewhere in this great country, Park Slope is not just the polestar of all things baby in the greater New York City area. It’s arguably the drunk-on-babies epicenter of the world. Sure, there are similar neighborhoods in cities across the globe, but they can’t possibly reach the same hysterical heights when it comes to the shorties.

Because out of Park Slope come controversies so blistering that they threaten to engulf the city, nay the country, in flames.

Take for example the story that broke awhile ago on CNN.com “Dad Brings Baby to Bar”—it featured one of the editors of Dadwagon.com who had the gall to take his kid into a bar while he quaffed a much-deserved beer. Imagine the uproar from the annoyed minority of hipsters who deem bars baby-free zones not just after 7pm (which makes sense) but all day long!

Not to be outdone, the NY Post broke a story a month or so ago that really got the parental nuts jumping: Baby Slings Smother! And this just after the sling became the preferred method of kid conveyance in Park Slope since Maclaren strollers started cutting fingers off left and right.

One can just hear the keyboards clacking now on the Park Slope Parents blog in response to the latest hulabaloo: a “ghost stroller” chained to a parking meter. [photo: Michelle V. Agins/The New York Times] You probably know of “ghost bikes” that are painted white and chained near accident sites where a biker lost their life. According to the NYTimes, local residents don’t know know why the albino buggy is there. Certainly people on the block would have heard of a baby being killed in a stroller/car collision. So it’s pretty obvious this is the work of a hipster artist commenting on how there are too many overly-sensitive parents in the area. He wants to get a reaction. And guess who’s giving it to them?

What’s the kid krazy part of your town? Do you live in it? Do you secretly (or openly) despise those who do?