I approached this place as an innocent. Being a visitor to Pittsburgh, I had no idea of the politics behind this shop. Perhaps that was a plus. Instead of letting my mouth be filled with the cold ashes of hatred, instead I let it be filled with a warm, fresh donut that had been frosted only seconds before.
In what should come to nobody's surprise, the melt-in-your-mouth freshness of the donut tasted better then the steel-in-your-heart outrage. It wasn't perfect, and it was a bit expensive for the size of the donut, but it was darn good, and better than most other places.
It may be too late for you. You may have already lost your innocence in reading all the other reviews here. But if you can clear your mind and focus on the donut in front of you, your taste buds will be rewarded.