‘m serious, all of you “hipsters” seriously piss me off. Worse than emo kids. Hell, I like emo kids more than you. First of all, your fashion sense is appalling. Whoever wears a damn stocking hat in MAY is an idiot. Second, the tight pants – gotta go. I don’t wanna mistakenly check you out thinking you’re a girl.
TRIM THAT GODDAMN FACIAL HAIR. YOU LOOK LIKE ROB ZOMBIE’S HALF RETARDED COUSIN. —ROB THE VIKING
This article appears in Apr 29 – May 5, 2010.
Are you in highschool? I would hope an adult has more important issues on their mind than what other people are wearing.
I don’t think Rob Zombie would like to be associated with a Hipster…
In all fairness, they’re good people, right…? Oh, wait, what the fuck am I saying? I hate Hipsters too. I think it’s the “ironic” t-shirt and skinny jeans combo that cost them $100 bucks that pisses me right the fuck off about them too. This says it way better than I ever could so here you go…
http://www.cracked.com/funny-4573-hipster/
Funny shit.
Oh my god, word to the 4th power.
faux plastic sunglasses are another story.
Oh, sorry, I’ve got this gem bookmarked from way back…
http://www.latfh.com/
Better than People of Walllymart, that.
I don’t have that much of a hate-on for Hipsters, but I definitely understand the sentiment here.
And I don’t hate much, either, but Emo kids have always pissed me off, and certainly more so ‘back then,’ some time; perhaps I’m sheltered in suburbia, but Hipsters have always resonated, to me, similarly to the unexpected maturity of the Emo kind.
Damn, you beat me to the latfh.com link, Doc 🙂
When I first stumbled on that site, I couldn’t tear myself away. The commentary just kills me! I spent half an afternoon scrolling through it and giggling uncontrollably.
just grap them by their dumbass billy-goat gotee thing and yank downward whilst lifting knee rapidly; voila perhaps a certain reformation of scene making 🙂
tight clothes are okay, i hate the stupid super baggy ass pants that some idiots love to wear. you know, the ones that are hanging down to their knees, and dragging on the ground.
thanks doc…love to start the day with a larf
GOP— You’re quite welcome… For some reason hipsters just boil my blood, you know? I think it’s the smug attitude, personally. I knew this hipster once that actually thought it was cool that he could fit into the smallest men’s pair of jeans from American Apparel. Not that that was a problem, but he was 5 foot 7, and weighed 90 pounds. I didn’t understand the physics of how he put the pants on. Christ, they looked like they were size 6x. Also, he treated the American Apparel catalogue like some art book. Fucking hipsters.
me0w— I’ve had the site bookmarked for I don’t know how long. Whenever I’m feeling down about myself I go to lafth.com and peopleofwalmart.com. For some reason, judging people in photos makes me feel better.
Now if we could only eliminate the scourge of the neon colours coming back, I would be much much happier.
What blows me away is that there’s more than ONE hipster out there.
As if once you realise your attraction to a Hipster you don’t stop in your tracks and consider, “Eek. Maybe I’M a Hipster too!? Gross!”
When I’m stuck on the desk and I see them come in , with their Joey Jeremiah fedora and their Kenner’s My First Beard, a Wolverine T under a tweed jacket and their slack jaw opens and I feel every cellular nucleus in my body explode as I anticipate the question and then it comes as it always does:
“Do you have any Kerouac? Do you have any Bukowski?”
and I die just a little bit more inside.
aha so you work in a book store^^
I never said that. >: )
well you heart words and books that is obvious. i spent most of childhood in city libraries reading books that i was too young to sign out.
people around me are always “shocked and dismayed” that i don’t appreciate such acts as the Barenaked Ladies , cause they’re so relevant and there music is chock full of hipster humour 🙂
are you checking out my sugar lumps ?
Yeah Painey,and it always breaks my heart when independant bookstore goes tits-up. BookRoom was the first place I discovered when I came here in ’79. I never bought much from the Hollow Frog cuz their history shelf was like a foot and a half, but the city is definitely poorer for it’s passing.
i feel comfy around books that’s all i really collect, except for pets
I’ll admit to some playful hipster-bashing on my part, but, for the love of God, stop letting it get under your skin. This is part of the arts culture of our time. This is what the artists and musicians are wearing. As one of the first comments here pointed out, these are good people. Let it be.
Also, I’d like to share a quick story. Two days ago I was at the grocery store and overheard a very loud (not just ‘volume loud,’ but ‘dumb loud’) twenties-something women bitching about trendy Starbucks coffee and hipsters. She proceeded to buy grape pop.
Point of the story: In the rock, paper, scissors game of life, arrogant, tight-panted, hipsters wearing their grammy’s sunglasses win over grape pop swilling, ignorant, -BORING-, bitch-peddlers.
grape pop omfg sooo not cool she so should have bought some free range , fair-trade, earth friendly acai-berry nectar, no they’re defininitely bottom feeders 🙂
no no martym beep beep beep
Hhmmnn Beep…
i knew you were out there lurking/waiting for a beep reference
sorry the habs lost
what is beep; i know capice 🙂
I hear you, Dr. F. Judging and mocking people I don’t know is one of my favorite pick-me-ups. Some people like to curl up with cookies and hot cocoa after a bad day; me, I find solace in humorously disparaging commentary about strangers.
I agree about the neon also. Neon colours are an affront to decent people everywhere and have no place in healthy society.
As for hipsters, I find them a source of amusement more than anything. The whole “I’m so unique and different…just like all my friends!!!” attitude kills me. The funny thing is though, someone could probably mistake me for a hipster. I work in the arts, I wear vintage clothes, I listen to obscure music. The difference is that a) I’m not some elitist pseudo-intellectual type, b) I’ve ALWAYS worn secondhand clothes and had eccentric style, because I grew up poor, and c) I’m just a music junky, what can I say? Someone would actually have to get to know me to recognize those differences though. (and I’m basing these differences on some vague internet-based “definition” of what a hipster actually is)
I guess what I’m saying is, although I’m certainly guilty of the shallow mockery of others, ultimately, if someone is seriously judging people based on superficialities such as what they wear, then they’re really no better than those that they’re mocking.
i dress like a farmer but i’m not…does that make me a poser?
what like square danc’n clothes or straw hats and gingham checks 🙂
Tyrolean farm girl maybe, Dirndl & plaits. Horned helmet on special occasions?
me0w— Unless your conversations are littered with BS like “I was into them before…”, I think you’re okay.
haha no more like old threadbare clothing and muddy work boots, but plaited hair yes…am home have turned on red dawn but the sun is calling me, going to sit in the back fourty with the bear and the donkey read the mop and pail and have a cocktail, feed the corbies rawk
don’t forget to milk the pigs and swill the cows 🙂
Painuchka, aside from a flock of corbies what pets have you?
mmm, now you are getting personal. 2 old brother cats and a greyhound…and the out of doors gang rawk
I share a 3 bedroom with about 2500 books, a veritable panzer division of 1/72 scale model tanks, one very large, very round diva of a cat and one incredibly patient Sonovabitchova.
sounds loverly…i feel out of sorts if there isn’t a nudging beast at my side
Did you say thousands of books? AND you are already happily married! I want to be your friend.
please oh please = )
After we put our old 17 year old tomcat down we said we’d give it a while before getting a new one; a while turned out to be about 6 weeks so we’re much like you in that regard.
…and, ahem, we will just forget about the hands on the ass incident = p
You still owe me a dance Kim; I’m thinking Paradise By The Dashboard Light.
Only if it’s the troika…no way I’m gonna get on Sonovabitchova bad side = p
(the stakes are too high = )
sorry my bad milk the pigs and SLOP the cows 🙂
And hipster girls: what’s up with tucking your pants into your socks?
Face it, HRM has notoriously been the worst dressed city in Canada and its not only the kids…
NGF— it covers up the leg hair.
Kim, all are welcome on Ivan’s collective farm. And, Painuchka, you are correct. If you’ve ever bought a book on a Saturday from a 48 year old smartass who resembles a potato trying to be Tom Clancy, you’ve probably met the Tsar. Rawk Rawk
Quit the labels, stop the hate and cheer the fuck up!
tsar ivan i will be 49 this week but i rarely shop on saturday am toiling away like you
Then I will wish you many happy returns now. There’s a woodpecker somewhere on the grounds of my dacha, been hearing him for a month but still haven’t seen him. And a large corbie is in the elm tree hurling invective at “the diva” who is perched precariously on the balcony rail. And Ivan will be making his way over to Chapters to buy a new book as soon as Sober House is over.
Sundays is as good as it gets. Rawk.
merci this is our one quiet day and we lap it up…i will endeavour to keep my horns withdrawn rawk
what in the holy hell are young going on about now???
I was lost wayyy back there.
Just wait and in a few years the news will be reporting “Tiny Testes from Tight Jeans.” These yo-yo hommie wannabee / emo whatever you want to call them are messed up. Nothing else.