Sunday, March 29, 2015

Oh my God, I am (not) a hipster

   You've seen them, I've seen them, we've all seen them.  You might know one, you might even *gasp* be one!  Most of us HATE them including myself.  What are they?  Hipsters!  Filthy HIPSTERS! They speak in an ironic monotone, they're constantly talking about bacon, wearing shirts with weird images that do not make sense, sip on coffee at local coffee shops, wear tight jeans, plaid shirts, preach about eating organic food and yet smoke like a gawddamn chimney.  AND THOSE GAWDDAMN TIGHT JEANS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  
   Always speaking about how "Oh! I liked this, that, and the other thing before it became popular".  SHUT UP!!! NO ONE CARES!!! NO ONE!!! JUST SHU-... *looks around my own house* Hmmm, I see weird shirts, plaid shirts, organic food, a plethora of indie music, various things made of hemp, organic free trade coffee, empty PBR bottles (which by the way, I liked PBR way befo-).... AW...... SH**!
   Please don't tell me I am one of them.  Please?  I mean, come on, I wear bootcut jeans, I shoot guns, speak as if I have emotion, don't walk around like a pretentious douche who thinks he and his friends are the only ones who get a joke.  I am insulting, the most politically incorrect individual out there.  I frequent the gym in hopes of looking like Thor and not some pencil thin male with jeans so tight, they hinder his ability to procreate.
   And yet, I listen to indie music, I am constantly saying things like "Oh, I liked this, that, and the other way before it was cool!", I support and advocate organic food, open range meats, and wear scarves (BUT ONLY WHEN IT'S FREEZING).  
   So what makes a hipster a hipster?  According to the Urban Dictionary, "Hipsters are a subculture of men and women typically in their 20's and 30's that value independent thinking, counter-culture, progressive politics, an appreciation of art and indie-rock, creativity, intelligence, and witty banter. The greatest concentrations of hipsters can be found living in the Williamsburg, Wicker Park, and Mission District neighborhoods of major cosmopolitan centers..."  
   Urban Dictionary also goes on to explain a lot of what a hipster is in terms trust funds and what not, I don't know, I didn't read the whole entire article (I'm starting to get tired, the melatonin is kickin' in).  I can tell you I don't shop at Urban Outfitters.  I do see conformity everywhere and have accepted I conform to certain standards, whether unwillingly or willingly.  What is the old saying? "Ever notice how all nonconformists are all alike?"
   And yet, again, I embrace the arts.  I fight back against prejudice and racism.  I speak out for equality of all genders (though I am far from a feminist), and sexual orientations.  I scream for people to become more intelligent no matter what their station in life is.  I embrace change, yet I also embrace morality as well.  I try to see the philosophical side of all things, including being a Devil's advocate whenever I can, yet I do not see myself as a tool.  
   I can have conversations with you 24/7 on just about anything from music to the ramblings of politicians, from retro gaming to books.  I, however, will never make fun of you, nor deny friendship just because you disagree with me (something I've seen hipsters do quite frequently).  
   So what does this make me?  Hell, some might even find this blog pretentious, though I do not think so.  I am no hipster, yet I have hipster tendencies.  I admit I am a fool in this world, and I hope that those few.. (I'll be surprised if even ONE person reads my words) will help come along with me through this journey called life, and help me learn.  I hope we learn together and teach each other new things.  
   God bless, much love.  Remember to love, live, laugh, and learn.  *loads gun and turns on the Arctic Monkeys*  

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