A child version
of an more
complete adult. They
have a lot of great ideals, but don't realize that they
will never transcend being nothing more
than another trend. The hipster feels that
you are either a hipster or a dumb fucking puppet conforming
to society. All the while
the hipster them self is a dumb fucking puppet conforming
to society. Hipsters
claim to be very open minded and love
bragging about interracial relationships, but lump all frat boys and sorority girls into the "meat head" category, which is a different kind of bigotry. This is not bad, its just very immature. Kids
act this way.
appeals to them. Adults
listen to The Kooks, Beethoven, and Del The Funky Homosapian and maybe
throw in some Kanye West, Pink, and Pearl Jam because they like
the songs and don't give a shit who's judging them. Adults
wear whatever they like
, whether it be from
a thrift shop, J. Crew, or Target
because they like
how it looks on them. Adults
go to the gym because its healthy. Adults
can go see "Wristcutters:A love
Story" and then go see Iron
Man because, fuck it, I felt like
are generally kids
who were shy and/or different as kids
and they carried
the subconscious resentment of not "fitting in" over to their young
20's and early 30's. Some Hipsters
grow up around 35 when they
the world doesn't revolve around just them. Some don't, and they
go on to be lonely senior citizen's.
are plenty of people who listen to indie rock, dress cool, and can recite poetry
who are not Hipsters
are the ones who all look exactly the same and harshly judge people outside of their
Two guys are at a party. The Hipster
is wearing a tight Tee and tight jeans
and Buddy Holly
glasses. The other is wearing madras shorts and a NY Yankees
Yankee: This Calvin
Harris song is the shit.
: I don't like
it anymore, it's selling on iTunes. Who says "the shit"? Where are your Chuck Taylors?
Yankee: I like
flip flops because they are really really
: I bet you like
fake tits and date rape, too!
Yankee: Nope. Do you like
: Sports is for the idiots that beat me up in High School, er, I mean... I don't follow sports. Sports are for meat heads.
Yankee: I like
sports. I was going to see if you wanted my tickets to the game tomorrow because I'm going to an opening
at a new gallery in Tribecca and can't make the game.
: Anyone who would
have a show in Tribecca is a sell out. You should come
see the show at my apartment in Billyburg.
Yankee: Sounds cool. When is it?
: Sorry. You can only come
if you wear Chuck Taylors...