If a teacher on a bike is your idea of 'downtown elite' I fear for humanity.
Fear not, it's not my personal view - I was drawing on the Ford lexicon of words for people they don't like.
In the Fordian worldview, 'downtown' and 'elite' go together, since anyone who lives downtown is someone who supposedly considers himself too good to live in the suburbs as they do. To Ford Nation, downtown is for work and entertainment only, not for living. But not highbrow entertainment - any interest in that which goes by the name of 'the arts' or 'culture' is suspect.
Elites are of course anyone the Fords don't like, mainly because they are a lost cause to them, and the Fords resent them for their education, which generally enables them to see through the brothers' politics of distraction and dissembling, and their income, which, although it may be high like their own or that of the more well-off members of Ford Nation, is earned in puzzling and apparently illegitimate ways that have nothing to do with manual labour or anything that benefits them directly, and much to do with book-learnin', liberries, cultcher, sociology, education and vague artsy shit.
It's no accident that Rob's drunken harangue of that couple at the ACC included speculation on the unworthy, effete occupation of one of them: 'Are you a fucking teacher?'
As for the bike part, again, bicycles ridden outside of suburban parks and cul-de-sacs, as transportation rather than recreation, are a signifier of uppity downtownerness.